by Something Diabolical » Sun Oct 24, 2010 1:27 pm
Granted but the pet floats behind you all day, but randomly flies away whenever you try to touch it, and it laughs at you with a high pitched and evil-sounding laugh all the time, which annoys you so much that you find a way (miraculously) to strap it down and stab it multiple times with an umbrella so it will shut up and by the time you've stabbed it to death, it has simply been reduced to mush (and the mush is a horribly ugly shade of brown) so you can't do much with it except look down at it and be sad because it was worth so much
I wish I had a professional yodeler that followed me around
you can call me
Blue~
"No! I am not Prince Hamlet, nor was meant to be;
Am an attendant lord, one that will do
To swell a progress, start a scene or two,
Advise the prince; no doubt, an easy tool,
Deferential, glad to be of use,
Politic, cautious, and meticulous;
Full of high sentence, but a bit obtuse;
At times, indeed, almost ridiculous—
Almost, at times, the Fool."
-from The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock - T.S. Eliotmy lair 