Unbelievable!

Ain't it cuuuuute?

I would like to ask my dear, dirty blond haired friend (the one fond of lances) that if he could spare me some time, we need to talk.

If you come upon this, gimme a call. We have much to talk about.

No weaseling out this time.

PS: Write an e-mail, please. I must admit, I'm not completely comfortable when you pop over to meet me. Unless you warn me first.

Let us imagine for a minute, that maybe, there was a creator of things. He had many followers, and... as the name indicates, he created things to amuse himself.

Now let us imagine, that he created for himself obedient toys that did as he wished, because he was ultimately male and disliked to be disagreed with even in the smallest of things.

Now let us imagine, that there was in fact someone who disagreed with him. This person was amongst his followers, utterly devoted to him, but still with pride intact. Let us imagine that she was a stunning creature, bright, strong-willed and devoted to the creator of things.

Still, when the creator of things made these new toys, he had no patience for his brightest follower, maybe because they disagreed on many things about the use and well-beings of said toys... or maybe he just had other, greater plans on the move. Who knows?

Still, the creator of things shooed away the brightest follower, and so she left with those who had the same view as her.

So the brightest one left just like the first wife of the creator of things' pet project's prototype.