For the sparkly pixie in us all

[Guest]

How in the name of all that's Holy did I miss this????


Oh Christ, I have to go change my pissy pants now.

*snicker*

 

[carsonshepherd]

When I was very young--kindergarten age or so--I had a mad crush on a pro wrestler named Chief eagle-something-or-other, who wore a long flowing headress and used to war-dance around the ring. I just couldn't get enough of this guy and used to have all these pre-pubescent erotic fantasies about him, like us fighting bad guys together with our shirts off.

Clap your hands if you believe in fairies! That's all I can say.

---Zoot

Clap. Clap.

At last I understand my fantasies about Bo Duke. Thanks, Doc. Your check will be in the next mail.

 

[ABSTRUSE]

*snicker*

I know you're having the same thoughts of her doing it as we speak....LOL.

 

[destinie21]

my fashion sense is tingling

 

[destinie21]

my fashion sense is tingling

 

[Guest]

I know you're having the same thoughts of her doing it as we speak....LOL.

Oh yes indeedy.

 

[ABSTRUSE]

Oh yes indeedy.

You do know, we are dead women now....but it's still funny.

I'm picturing her in tights with a pair of wings, jumping around on the furniture....LOL

 

[Guest]

You do know, we are dead women now....but it's still funny.

I'm picturing her in tights with a pair of wings, jumping around on the furniture....LOL

Heeeeheeeee!

And the pointy ears, pointy nose and pointy green shoes.

 

[ABSTRUSE]

Heeeeheeeee!

And the pointy ears, pointy nose and pointy green shoes.

Bahahahahhahahahhhahhahhhhhaaaaaaaaaa!!!

Gathering her merry band of squirrels!!!

 

[sweetnpetite]

LOL

As an aside: I got suckered into this thread because my sole desire at 8 or 9 was to be a Pixie. Believe it. After what seemed WEEKS of dancing around a toad stool (not that kind dammit ) singing "I am a tweenie bright and gay, helping others every day," I was certain to find my place among Pixies. Instead, I was turned into a Fairy.

NOW look at the effects! Hm, on second thought, better than a Pixie

That's *nothing!*

When I was in 10th grade*** I painted myself green, grabbed some long sticks with leaves on them and went dancing in the yard by the trees declaring that I was a driad!

I think I went to youth group dressed like that too. (I didn't quite grasp the pagan implications at the time. Oh well!)

Everyone knew I was a kook