For the sparkly pixie in us all

I'm with Scarlett - it's really the hair that's freaking me out. That, and the gormless, vapid expression. Those are the parts that scream "raving psychotic stuck in intense denial and attempting to retreat to an imaginary version of childhood" rather than "hey, hot guy in fancy dress."

But as is ... danger, Will Robinson.

Shanglan
 
BlackShanglan said:
Nothing good can ever follow those words. I mean, unless it's "I'm actually a multi-billionaire and now that I'm sure you're the person I adore madly I want to tell you," or something equally in the realms of fiction.

Shanglan
While I doubt that he will ever embarrass you with blandishments of his ardor, Shanglan, there is one person that we are all overlooking, the ultimate possessor of a Peter Pan Syndrome.

He is (or was) a multi-billionaire. His best friend is neither human not can it speak. He demonstrates how desperately he wishes not to even give the appearance of ever growing up. As a result his appearance is becoming less and less human in his efforts to thwart his natural destiny. Also, he is forever having to defend himself against charges of “sleeping with little boys.”

In comparison to that famous fetishist, this little Tinker Bell seems positively benign.
 
Virtual_Burlesque said:
While I doubt that he will ever embarrass you with blandishments of his ardor, Shanglan, there is one person that we are all overlooking, the ultimate possessor of a Peter Pan Syndrome.

He is (or was) a multi-billionaire. His best friend is neither human not can it speak. He demonstrates how desperately he wishes not to even give the appearance of ever growing up. As a result his appearance is becoming less and less human in his efforts to thwart his natural destiny. Also, he is forever having to defend himself against charges of “sleeping with little boys.”

In comparison to that famous fetishist, this little Tinker Bell seems positively benign.

To each their own. I'm not judging. Just... laughing my ass off.
 
carsonshepherd said:
"What I really like to do is dress up like Peter Pan. But I'm not gay. And I don't like little boys either. I swear, I just like wearing tights. Would you mind dressin gup in a tutu and carrying a wand?"

Now is not the time to admit I own a pair of fairy wings and a wand is it?

(I also own a pair of angel wings and a cat outfit)
 
Just-Legal said:
Now is not the time to admit I own a pair of fairy wings and a wand is it?

(I also own a pair of angel wings and a cat outfit)

Who's judging? I own an inordinate number of cowboy shirts. Not to mention Legolas collectibles from LOTR. (Most of them still in the box thankyouverymuch.)
 
minsue said:
:D

Giggling in my backyard by myself again, dammit!

Giggle all you want. Carson took the elf's pants off the first day he got it home. He claims they're still in the box, but I think he takes them out to "play with" now and again. ;)
 
OhMissScarlett said:
Giggle all you want. Carson took the elf's pants off the first day he got it home. He claims they're still in the box, but I think he takes them out to "play with" now and again. ;)

And damn it all, he wasn't anatomically correct either! What a ripoff!
 
ABSTRUSE said:
I'm bumping this cause it's so funny.

It is, every time I look a this odd little Peter Pan wannabe, I just about PMSL. I wonder what he dresses up like for halloween. Is it just another merry day of skipping around as Peter Pan? I'm glad he doesn't live in this heehaw town, some rednecks would surely try and beat the pixie dust out of him. :(
 
I find it difficult to believe that he hasn't suffered for his art, so to speak, already. Seriously, in what populated area would he not have had his ass kicked repeatedly?

Shanglan
 
carsonshepherd said:
Milwaukee.

In a town where they refer to the McDonalds on a certain side of town as "Gay McDonalds", this Peter Pan pretender could wander freely unharmed. :)
 
OhMissScarlett said:
In a town where they refer to the McDonalds on a certain side of town as "Gay McDonalds", this Peter Pan pretender could wander freely unharmed. :)

Damn, I never knew Milwaukee had so much going for it. I'll have to swing by.
 
LOL :D

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 :mad: ) 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 :D
 
I think we've all got some weird fetishes in our closets, but this guy kind of takes your breath away.

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.

It was while playing Indian that I discovered the pleasure of tying up little cowgirls (something that spelled the end of my attraction with Chief Eagle-Whosis), but I wonder what would have happened if I'd carried that Indian fetish into adult life.

No. No, even if I still had it, I wouldn't be as fey as this guy.

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

---Zoot
 
dr_mabeuse said:
... I discovered the pleasure of tying up little cowgirls ...
Zoot alors! I had a cowgirl outfit at age six, and pistols!

Perdita
 
perdita said:
Zoot alors! I had a cowgirl outfit at age six, and pistols!

Perdita

Yeah, I had a cowboy outfit too. I used to get an erection from tucking my pants into my boots, I thought I looked so killer.

--Zoot
 
dr_mabeuse said:
...I wonder what would have happened if I'd carried that Indian fetish into adult life.

A fetish for one particular Indian could be frustrating, especially at his age.
 
dr_mabeuse said:
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.

That's kind of hot, Doc.
This makes me feel so much better. And I thought my fantasies where Johnny from the show 'Emergency' examines me were bizarre for a kid!
 
CharleyH said:
LOL :D

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 :mad: ) 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 :D

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


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