...when I see a midget, I just wanna pick him up and run and see how far I can get.
I get the feeling with the average midget, I could probably make it quite some distance without breaking a sweat.
Does anyone else ever get this urge?
I get the feeling with the average midget, I could probably make it quite some distance without breaking a sweat.
Does anyone else ever get this urge?
Would he talk to me? What would he say? Would he ask where we were going? Would he tell me his name?
Would I have to explain that I was perfectly sane it's just that both of us had got a little carried away (him in a more literal sense...)
Would I be caught? Would I be charged? Would I get slightly famous? Would I be sued? Would it make the news? Would there be copycat cases?
Believe me, I know.
The lemon juice has a symbiotic affect on the eye glands which neutralizes the pepper spray.
Although there was a show on TV here a couple of years ago that starred an Australian actress who was also a dwarf and I went a bit nuts for her. She was great!
So yeah, I guess I would. I'd never really thought about it.
Would you?
Mmm... No, I don't think so. Although I would befriend them. It'll be cool to sit with one of them and ask them all kinds of questions.
http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3661/3471163724_1e726ba126.jpg
Anyway, just occurred to me that if we got 32 midgets and dressed them as chess pieces, we could play just by telling them where to move. This is probably really degrading, isn't it?
Plus, it's kind of fun moving the huge pieces yourself.
Hehehe. I think that's a brilliant idea! We just need to go somewhere where 32 midgets would volunteer to dress up as chess pieces and do as we tell them. :P
I was only about nine and the king was bigger than I was. It was like being a chess piece myself. I loved it. Turns out nobody was in charge of it. The local authority had just put it there for people to enjoy. Nobody monitored it or charged for it and nobody stole any of the pieces or vandalised it. I guess you can't do stuff like that any more. :/
Maybe it's sick, maybe it's wrong, maybe it's midget-napping, but I've got so used to thinking this through, I'm scared it's something I might actually do.
Seriously.
Under the right circumstances, I don't think I'd be able to help myself.
And once I had the midget, where the hell would I even take the midget? I mean, it's not as if I've a plan. There's only really so many places that you'd be welcome with a struggling midget held in your hands.
:(
XD
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kX1BdMwdrL8&sns=em
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dwarf_tossing