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Monday, September 12, 2011

I could kick Rumplestiltskins ass

Honestly, I'm not a fan of fairytales.
They're these obscenely sugar coated lies that parents feed their naive little children (it's the reason, I scheme, for the explosion in recent generations' metabolic tolerance for idiocy).

I mean really,
a) NO ONE has hair that someone else can climb.
b) Mirrors do NOT reply.
c) Not everyone who offers you an apple is an evil witch who is out to poison you.
d) Anyone named Dopey is probably not sleepy, just a junkie.
e) There is no matronly type fairy god mother who appears in a cloud of sparkly stuff to grant you a wish everytime you turn into a sad sloppy snivelling puddle of tears and snot.
f) Kissing a frog does not make it turn into a prince, Freaktards.
g) Prince charming may be as likely to carry you off into the slave trade in like Nigeria (or somewhere) as he is to carry you off into the sunset.

Essentially, what I'm saying is, if you want to join the ranks of the awesome and realistic, you need to ditch Fairytopia PRONTO (like count back to the day you were born pronto).

1 comment:

  1. Dude. On a sort of related note, watch Tangled..You'll remember that you maybe sorta kinda like fairytales.

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