Wednesday, October 22, 2003
well, the fiasco with the legos is over at last. they got a few good licks in, but i still feel that i won the fight! anyway, getting back the matter at hand: why children and small dogs hate me.
did you ever notice that in movies, when someone is evil or has a sense of foreboding about them that children cry and dogs bark at them? well, that leads me to my conclusion.
i am inherently evil.
i'm crazy. i'm stark raving mad! i sleep with my socks on! i'm slashing prices! i miss the toilet seat on purpose!
actually, to tell you the truth, none of these things are true of me. i'm a just a big bald teddy bear. children actually like me for some odd reason. i'm the one who is afraid of small children... and camels.
and little dogs? they're just jealous.
did you ever notice that in movies, when someone is evil or has a sense of foreboding about them that children cry and dogs bark at them? well, that leads me to my conclusion.
i am inherently evil.
i'm crazy. i'm stark raving mad! i sleep with my socks on! i'm slashing prices! i miss the toilet seat on purpose!
actually, to tell you the truth, none of these things are true of me. i'm a just a big bald teddy bear. children actually like me for some odd reason. i'm the one who is afraid of small children... and camels.
and little dogs? they're just jealous.