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Once there was a boy. He could fly.

January 13, 2011

He was a gentle and sensitive soul with large blue eyes.  Slight of form and sweet of heart, he one day decided that he’d fallen in love with me.

It might have been wonderful between us—

The flying boy loves the brunette.

but I was too busy committing acts of arson on my surplus stuff to notice.

12 Comments leave one →
  1. January 13, 2011 5:16 am

    You are wonderfully weird! 🙂

  2. January 13, 2011 6:01 am

    O RLY? 😉

  3. January 13, 2011 5:18 pm

    Just love the drawing and analogy!

  4. January 13, 2011 6:37 pm

    Awh that poor boy with wonderfully blue eyes.

  5. January 13, 2011 7:51 pm

    These just get better and better.

  6. January 14, 2011 1:23 am

    Great humor!

  7. enamouredslave permalink
    January 20, 2011 1:43 pm

    AHAHAHAHAH! That’s great!

  8. Emily permalink
    January 22, 2011 6:01 am

    I beleeeeeve I can fly! What do i mean, I CAN fly!
    Yes. I’m that magical.

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