Pixie-lated
I think my weather pixie is a little confused.
At 9.30pm the other night (don't ask me why it says 8.30pm), it was damn cold...icy...and she's wearing a napkin for a top, and her feet are practically bare. She's doing marginally better now, at 5.30pm, but seriously, put a jacket on already!
Maybe she's an alien and can't feel the cold?
Hmmm...on second thoughts, I'd say she's a teenager, choosing fashion over warmth.
At 9.30pm the other night (don't ask me why it says 8.30pm), it was damn cold...icy...and she's wearing a napkin for a top, and her feet are practically bare. She's doing marginally better now, at 5.30pm, but seriously, put a jacket on already!
Maybe she's an alien and can't feel the cold?
Hmmm...on second thoughts, I'd say she's a teenager, choosing fashion over warmth.
posted by E in Oz at 5:35 pm
these thoughts escaped my brain at 5:35 pm
3 Comments:
She's hot, whoever she is. Do you have her number? ;)
Like the eedjits we have out here who tromp around in pajama bottoms during blizzards.
The best, though? The parkas over prom dresses. Ha!
Ian, her name is Dollz: Blonde. She's not really the talkative type, but I'm sure you don't mind that. :-p
kT, there ain't nothing sexier.hehe
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