Attack of the Fuzzy Forearms!
From the same network that brought you "When Demented Pets Attack," we introduce a new series showing the havoc wreaked by a new menace to society....it's "Attack of the Fuzzy Forearms"!! See how fuzzy forearms invade personal space, assaulting innocent victims with ticklish stimulation and outright revulsion! Watch children cower in fear as fuzzy forearms hunt them down. All this and more on "Attack of the Fuzzy Forearms." Every Wednesday night at 8:30, only on FOX!
I'm telling you, fuzzy forearms just get no love these days. No love at all. fn1. K1 seems to have had a particularly bad encounter with a man sick with yellow fever who just happened to have fuzzy forearms. See, read that post. This guy is obvious disturbed, and has a slightly bizarre method of trying to hit on women. fn2. But somehow, fuzzy forearms take a starring role in the story, with several mentions.
Or maybe I'm just overly sensitive. As many know, I have a little fuzz on my arms. Ok, a lot. Enough that it has been combed, parted, and attracted suggestions that I braid and bead it. So I feel the need to stick up for fuzzy forearms everywhere. So if you see someone with fuzzy forearms today, give them some love. It's the least you can do. fn3.
1. I realize this statement does not take into account the 14-year-old girl who petted my arms repeatedly and referred to me as "her fuzzy." And I suppose telling me that her mom would let her take me home so she could pet me every day could count as some twisted kind of love. But while some would argue that twisted love is better that no love at all, we here at BRY are strongly supportive of healthy, loving relationships. None of this weird, twisted, fuzzy-forearm-fetish kind of stuff.
2. I have to wonder if he just likes making people uncomfortable, or if he thinks his extremely awkward methods of hitting on girls is going to get him some.
3. Unless, of course, the owner of the fuzzy forearm is a creepy guy with yellow fever. In that case, kick him in the jimmy. Then laugh.
I'm telling you, fuzzy forearms just get no love these days. No love at all. fn1. K1 seems to have had a particularly bad encounter with a man sick with yellow fever who just happened to have fuzzy forearms. See, read that post. This guy is obvious disturbed, and has a slightly bizarre method of trying to hit on women. fn2. But somehow, fuzzy forearms take a starring role in the story, with several mentions.
Or maybe I'm just overly sensitive. As many know, I have a little fuzz on my arms. Ok, a lot. Enough that it has been combed, parted, and attracted suggestions that I braid and bead it. So I feel the need to stick up for fuzzy forearms everywhere. So if you see someone with fuzzy forearms today, give them some love. It's the least you can do. fn3.
1. I realize this statement does not take into account the 14-year-old girl who petted my arms repeatedly and referred to me as "her fuzzy." And I suppose telling me that her mom would let her take me home so she could pet me every day could count as some twisted kind of love. But while some would argue that twisted love is better that no love at all, we here at BRY are strongly supportive of healthy, loving relationships. None of this weird, twisted, fuzzy-forearm-fetish kind of stuff.
2. I have to wonder if he just likes making people uncomfortable, or if he thinks his extremely awkward methods of hitting on girls is going to get him some.
3. Unless, of course, the owner of the fuzzy forearm is a creepy guy with yellow fever. In that case, kick him in the jimmy. Then laugh.

3 Comments:
As noted in f1., such fuzzy-arm lovin' is simply not condoned by society. And by society, I mean the WOJ. However, you have to admit that not all men are as fortunate as the BRY to receive such specific attention, let alone be attacked by a haircomb on the arm.
hehehe. you are too funny sweetie.
warning k1 -- it looks like the WOJ will come out and play if you start combing my armhair again :-P
I promise not to comb it again...
I'll just perm and fluff it. Very lovingly of course. ;)
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