This is my biggest confession that is my trademark. Just so that you can get a better idea of where I'm coming from, who I am, and what my skeleton in the closet is, I'm going to tell you something not everyone knows about me. I figured since you stuck around and read through all my pages, the least I could do, was to let you have a laugh. So here it is:
SMURFS
When I was a little kid I had a bunch of stuffed animal Smurfs and
I would line them up along the stairs. I loved those things so much, probably because my favorite color is blue. I just kept collecting more and more and then started collecting the small plastic figures of them. I ended up with a big bucket full that I still have. I priced them the other day on the computer and my little collection could be worth about a hundred dollars. My mom still thinks I need to collect them, so last year she gave some new stuffed animal smurfs, and I also recieved two smurfy shirts as gifts. I guess I am still a kid at heart. But what's NOT to like about them. They have the coolest, happiest little song: LA La La La La La La La La La LA . There's only one girl in the whole village, Smurfette, so right away you have to have mad respect for her to put up with all those men. And then there's Papa Smurf who is the father figure we all wish we had to look up to. I also think that whoever thought up the idea of little blue men, three apples high, living in mushroom houses must be on some kind of psychedelics, but it's actually pretty cool.
Well, I hope you're satisfied now, knowing my little secret! Just please don't tease.