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Saturday, August 8, 2009, 8:03 AM
It took me balls to realize that I was a werewolf. Somehow or rather, my undergarments were still intact, strangely, it grew to accommodate my humongous furry self, yet my clothes were all torn to shreds. Feeling slightly awkward with turquoise (EHEM!) hanging onto me, I took them off. Hooks and laces. I felt so powerful. AND HAIRY. Then suddenly, I was starving. It was gruellingly frustrating that I couldn't smell meat anywhere. I had to insult my werewolf dignity, to settle on a packet of prunes instead. Never in my entire life have I felt so ashamed within my werewolf clan, eating prunes. PITTED. God. The 21st century must really be getting into me. Sooner or later, all the animals will. And in no time, monkeys decided they should take the public transport rather than having to swing from trees, and penguins can be seen gliding down snowy slopes with a ski. Now, that's some scary shit. Can you imagine a chimpanzee having it's own concession card? What do you think it's I.D picture would be like? Heck, all the monkeys would look the same anyway. So, back to me being a werewolf. I am, yet, but a dainty creature, though VERY HAIRY, fierce-looking carnivore (supposedly) indeed I was, I am never backed down even when a revolver is pointed straight at me loaded with silver bullets. Because I take (not just by a hairline) but a full head of hair precaution with wearing a bulletproof bodysuit and helmet. Then I can proudly strut forward and scoff, "Try and shoot me, you dumb ass. This is the millenia, dammit. Not your grandmama's World War 3!" Pete's sake, am I so clever. *sighs happily* A werewolf living the good city life. No more jungle and edge of cliff how-wow-wow-ling for me. I prefer being noticed at night talking on the phone, actually. Maybe texting some good ol' friend. Hmmm. *cricket cricket* Okay, that was total bullshit. No, I didn't grow to a werewolf, though I might be a tad bit hairy at some places, *clears throat* but yeah, I was bored and my blog needed a facelift. So here's what a bored girl could come up with. Sigh. A werewolf. I would still prefer a vampire though. It's sexier. Plus, I wouldn't have to be so hairy. And butt naked. Ugh. I guess that's enough for today, go play and behave yourselves. Au revoir. P.S: It's homecoming. Yay! the girl who never grew up, Million Dollar Mutton |
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