Fountain Boy

Whoawhoawhoa, is this something I want my frenemies to learn about me? :P I think I have several.

I guess one could be any pair of heels I own. Hey, if they’re pointed, can support 100+ pounds, and still be sturdy while on the move all the time, wouldn’t you think they could kill? Literally?

Another would be my scarves. They’re that long so you can whip and hang people, you know. And you can de-thread them to use in cup-telephones for sending secret messages. In Braille.

Perhaps my most recent one would be my dog. Oh sure, he looks all cute and like a little white ball of fur with three dots (eyes and nose) and you want to feed him caviar and stuff. But when you least expect it, he’ll go Monty Python-rabid vampire bunny on you. He’ll bring me your head.

If/when I ever train him to. ;)

Seriously, though? Hmm. Most people I meet think I’m younger than my age. That can be a compliment and pass me for “under 18” prices, but the flipside is getting carded and being questioned before I buy a lotto ticket. :\

Ask me anything