Mindy Knows passed along some scripture that informs my Facebook “Religion: What Would Posh Spice Do?”

Pajamas or…?

I tend to wear nothing, but David bought me these little sets from Agent Provocateur, his favorite store.

Agent Provocateur is Becks’ favorite store? I die!

Heels or flats?

I beyond hate ballerina flats – I can’t even walk in them. Unless they’re on a ballet dancer doing ballet, I just don’t get it.

COULD NOT AGREE MORE. I have a number of friends who love ballet flats,* but seriously, I own ballet flats for ballet dancing. I don’t want to damage my arches. Nor do I want to soak my feet should it be cloudy with a chance of meatballs. Sneakers or stilettos, real shoes, people. REAL. SHOES.

Sex or sleep?

Sex. I’m getting into bed with David Beckham every night, so, you know, there’d be something wrong if I said “sleep.”

Well look at that, Posh just made me die again.

Via Perez Hilton: Posh Isn’t Into Hamburgers.

* Hi Miss Robot! Miss you!