Sunday, August 27, 2006

Dear Syphilitic Glue-Sniffing Whoresons Driving Carelessly In Rainy Conditions On 91 South This Evening:

Kindly allow someone else to take your worthless lives, as I'd rather not be accorded that particular privilege.

Love and kisses,
Me


Honestly. It is neither necessary to drive 40 mph on a wet highway, nor is it advisable to drive 90. And hand signals are NOT an acceptable substitute for turn signals, especially when I know that your turn signals are functioning properly. And for God's sake, GET OFF THE CELL PHONES!!

Sorry. Back on topic now.

I've finished his legs:

One is slightly longer than the other, to the tune of approximately 0.5 cm. The shorter leg is also slightly fatter than the other. There was a time I'd've attempted to even them out. However, of late I've been availing myself of my dearly departed father's advice to "make peace with imperfection." It's not about having a perfectly symmetrical factory-style doll. I'm simply enjoying the act of making it. He shall be lumpy, misshapen, and 100% MINE, dagnabbit. He's turning out to be a bit more spindly than I'd planned, but that's more in keeping with the character than chubbiness.

Off to work on his arms. Part of me is tempted to carry the collection of limbs around propped over the edge of my purse. But I get enough strange looks as is.

3 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hmmm...you seem to have forgotten to insert "cum-belching" between "glue sniffing" and "whoresons". Tsk tsk.

5:28 PM  
Blogger Meh said...

No, "cum-belching" only goes with "road whores". I figured "syphilitic" filled the void nicely. Musn't overdo.

5:50 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

My bad.

1:15 PM  

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