Eventually, the dragon was revealed. I rinsed off the nasty soap stuff and started putting the wings and tail on. As I looked at the dragon legs, I said, "Wait a minute. They put a back leg on as a front leg. This can't possibly be right!"
Then I took another look. And another. And I suddenly realized that I was holding Puff the effeminate dragon. Yes, our dragon was a drag queen.
Awesome.
11 comments:
Rawr! Hith! Hith! Don't make me fry you up! *snap*
Haha!
That's AWESOME.
Only the best for T!
Kengo: Your comment had me on the floor! *snap* You rock. (And when are you going to do your spouse tag thing?)
Katie: You said it. Did B-- get one too?
Oh. my! The post was hilarious and that first comment made it even sweeter.
Thank you for letting me be related to you.
For the record, the *snap* above was a z-snap.
And the spouse-tag-thing? Sorry...I may be bald, but I'm still genetically blond.
Maybe it was an attempt at "I'm ferociously about to claw your eyeballs out"???
hehehe hahaha *SNORT*
Gerb: You're welcome! I'm glad you chose to be related to me, too. :)
Kengo: Thank you for the clarification. I had no idea what a z-snap was until I checked your link. And that makes it even funnier.
EW: Or ferociously claw your hair into a bouffant...
QS: Yeah, I thought so too. Can I get you a tissue?
That is awesome! Very good story, and toy.
Only the very best toy dragons come out of China.
Oh thstop!
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