Friday, 13 June 2008

Itsy Bitsy Teeny Weeny... yell at porcine goths called Xymni..

OMG! It's the last Chains On Velvet! And if it's the last one, my CDB may well be there! And there's me, all podgy though holiday KFC, McDonalds and fizzy.

Not to mention being a MIDGET!!!!

Three feet round
and three feet tall
with the general appearance
of a rubber ball

Diminutive dwarvishment! They accuse moi of a lack of vertical stature! Honey, I ate all the pies and shrunk meself! And ate the honey (mmmmm... high street fish supper).

Ewwww!

I need one of them taffy pullers, like in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - allthough I believe a 'taffy' is a welsh person, so I assume Taffy Pulling is getting off with Welsh Birds.

Like Nerys Hughes, or Catherine Zeta-Jones.

I'm just too short for my volume. Ooooh - I could have all me bones nicked, and replaced with longer, adamantium ones! Not only would I be all tall and slim, I'd be able to do the Prince Charming dance AND shoot out razory talons from twixt me knuckles!

Althogh shooting talons into echidnas is not to be advocated.

Ridicule is nothing to be scared of...

especially if you're Wolverine, legging it before he turns 30 and the Deep Sleep Operatives come to put him to sleep.

Mr Sandman, bring me a dream...