I have come to realize some horrible things about myself. It all began with a trip to the gap online store (I'm a yuppie chain supporting 3rd world worker enslaving selfish consumer, blah, blah, blah) to buy plain white t-shirts. To determine the correct size (I never know if I'm a medium or a small) I had to measure my torso.
After an hour of measuring body parts with Chloe and Veronica I have come to the following conclusions:
I have an enormous head.
I have dwarfishly short freak legs.
I have enormous hands.
My torso is way too long for the rest of my body.
I have oafish gigantic feet.
I have a tiny nose and forehead and miniscule ears.
I am a man without a community, shunned by regular people because of my dwarfishly short legs and shunned by dwarves for my freakishly long torso.
I am a horrible genetic mutant. Chloe and Veronica find this hilarious.
After an hour of measuring body parts with Chloe and Veronica I have come to the following conclusions:
I have an enormous head.
I have dwarfishly short freak legs.
I have enormous hands.
My torso is way too long for the rest of my body.
I have oafish gigantic feet.
I have a tiny nose and forehead and miniscule ears.
I am a man without a community, shunned by regular people because of my dwarfishly short legs and shunned by dwarves for my freakishly long torso.
I am a horrible genetic mutant. Chloe and Veronica find this hilarious.
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*note to self - buy Spooky shoe lifts for X-mas*
You are a cartoon.
You are not horrible.
You are just drawn that way.
Chloe and Veronica are not hilarious.
Chloe and Veronica are Empiricists.
You are not without a community.
You are without plain white t-shirts.