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I think we should apply to the managers of the troll factory for a refund. That one had no teeth whatsoever and virtually no stamina, whining about the weight advantage and retiring from the fight, citing injured dignity, while Haus-impersonating-Haus was still in his corner, warming up. And the promising little cheerleader in the rara skirt, with big fluffy pompoms, b-l-r-nixon, could barely be heard cheering his chum on. I hope ze's going stay around to excoriate the dark heart of global oppression of spoiled West Coast teens that is the Demon 'Lith!
They just don't make trolls like they used to... Now there's a thing I never thought I'd hear myself say, Sax.
Have to say I liked hir neologism: fagalicious. And I feel rather cheated, having lined up potus to take pictures, that little COF's budding flirtation with Ganesh, my Best Girl, never even got to first base. Stormed off in the huff, thus putting an end to all these amusing and extremely heated posts. We could have been poking hir with pointy, intellectual sticks for weeks yet. |
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