Tales of the Fabulous One

Tales, of Someone who enjoys being called Fabulous...AND IS!!!!

Location: Planet, Earth

I speak...english... sometimes...

Saturday, February 11, 2006

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Take part in my quiz: How Well Do You Know Your Imaginary Demon?.

Friday, February 10, 2006

Geoffrey The Unicorn

Once upon a time, in a land far far away, there was a unicorn. And his name was Geoffrey.
Now Geoffrey had everything a spiritually correct person could want. A loving family, a warm home to return to when the day was over, and tots. But Geoffrey was not happy.
For what Geoffrey wanted more than his mother and father was to join........................................the ballet club. But each time he asked to oin, the ballet club members would say,
"No! We dislike you because you have hooves! And tots!" And sp Geoffrey would walk away, growing ever more depressed with each rejection.
One sleepy Tuesday, when Geoffrey had just finished his xylophone lessons, he had an idea! A plan actually, a plan that was sure to get him into the ballet club!
"Genious!" Geoffrey cackled maniacally, "Muwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
It was Thursday, the ballet club was practicing their pirouettes, when Geoffrey set his plan into action.
He sprang from his hiding place and, after taking out his wand, shouted,
And then Geoffrey WAS the ballet club


Thursday, February 09, 2006

Santa Clause: Jolly elf or annual stalker? (behold my paranoia)

Many would say that Santa is a fictional character representing the spirit of giving without expecting anything in return. I scoff at their innocence, and beg to differ.

-Gives out free gifts
- Is jolly
-Likes reindeer
-Likes cookies and milk
-Has a fairy mum
-Is totally rich (we can assume this because he owns the North Pole)

-Inslaves cute, tiny elves
-Is a hypocrite (he talks big, but when Rudholph needed him whilst the other reindeer where ruining his childhood, the fat man ignores it until he needs a headlight)
-Steals cookies (assumes they are left out for him, when they could be for the spirit of Labor Day, possibly the most unsung spirit ever)
-Watches you when you sleep ("...sees you when you're sleeping...")
-Never gives the right things. Always gives toys and the like, never a pound of flour to those who need it.

Now you too know the painful truth about Santa Claus, use your knowledge well.