I'm not romantic myself. Chick-flicks have never been my thing. I don't care for boys, seems like there friendships are built on teasing and who's stronger then who. And I thought I never knew what true love was until I met....Him! His name is Puddleglum. I fell into a burning ring of fire. He's a skinny, long nosed, webbed footed, Marshwiggle, created by C.S Lewis. I know we could never be together, because he's too old for me and he's not a very likable fella. Everyone would think I'm weird. Plus, he doesn't exist.
In my opinion, there are two kinds of crushes. #1: The perfect crush. They're dashing. Kind. Wonderful. And it just so happens that everyone thinks that you're perfect for each other.
#2: The not-at-all-perfect crush. Weird. Un-holly. Smelly. Ugly. And the worst part is, you like this one better then the perfect crush.
That's me with Puddleglum. I hope you reading this can sympathize. Except you, Dory. You have no feelings.
Here's a comic for you:
This is really funny!!! Also, sadly, it's pretty accurate. Never give up on Puddleglum, just because he's old and fictional doesn't mean it wouldn't work out. Me and Captain America have been doing just fine and he's almost 100!
ReplyDeleteI love these comics *ahem*
ReplyDeleteHonestly, do you have no faith?!? Just because Puddleglum is fictional doesn't mean that it won't work out. Believe in love.
That is basically genius! (LOVE YOUR COMIC!) Great job. It made me laugh because it's sadly accurate which makes it even more funny. And Puddleglum is basically real... could be... sorta isn't... Anyways, great post :D
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ReplyDeleteYeah, I don't mean to be the wet blanket here, but Puddleglum is probably dead by now. Sorry doc.
You have all inspired me...Except EMILY!!!!!! You cruel love hater. Oh, and he technically did die. But he's in Narnia heaven. I'll be there one day. (Starts singing the don't stop believing song).
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