No 27 - super size, super secret button
SPECIAL BUTTON EDITION
bloggy friend: Marie
pivotal point: not blogging, but posting
I added a little banner I had grabbed from a bloggy friend's site, and my blog said "No!" Loud and clear. - I was like "What?!? %&##??!?" - There it was again: "No!"
Great! Not only that the darn blog had started to occasionally talk in my head, saying things like: "Hey, interesting idea, that, just a second ago - wouldn't you write it down? Come on, I can take it. Come. Write. WRITE! Why not? WRITE. IT. DOWN. - NOW!" -
"Oooohhhhh, shut up!! I've work to do!"
SUPER SECRET TWILIGHT BLOGbloggy friend: cutiepivotal point: no spoilersOh cutie... I admire your bravery, you strict discipline. You really, I mean REALLY don't peek? Ever? How can you stand that. I couldn't. In fact, the only way to prevent me from consuming spoilers would be a dazzling look from a certain immortal telling me to stop it. So there. Edward shushing Bella.I HEART MYTHICAL CREATURESbloggy friend: KGpivotal point: ROTFLMAOI won't say I'm sorry for that Gollum thing. It was deep satisfaction I felt when you said that you might have pee'd your pants. Revenge. Finally. You have NO IDEA how many pants I've ruined reading your blog. Your Friday Funniez have killed me. But then you surprisingly added yourself to my readers. I felt a little guilty and tried to make up for my sinister bargain with the stinker by creating a somewhat elegant look for your button.WE BITE PRETTY HARDbloggy friend: Fire Crotchpivotal point: no nibbling - they biteWhat am I supposed to think about two girls who go by the names Fire Crotch and Bitches and say they bite pretty hard? Right. Ouch! When I visited your blog, I also got a certain impression of what you would like to sink your teeth in. Naughty gals. Just like me. That's why you got this Rated Rawr button. Don't complain - that pic on your July 7th post was... just... Rawr!LET'S RIDE THE VANQUISHbloggy friend: Mrs. Vanquishpivotal point: cars (dammit!)Why has it to be cars? I don't care two figs about cars. I drive a Fiat Panda. That's all I know about my own car: its name. No way I could pull it off with cars. So I asked Edward whether he could possibly take the driver seat (of whatever), put his hands on the wheel (of whatever) and turn it a little to and fro while I make a fake street light run across the windscreen (of whatever) to distract Mrs. Vanquish from the fact that this is just... no... whatever. Fortunately he agreed and took his task very seriously, as you can see from his facial expression which makes him awkwardly look like Pocket Edward - sorry.