I'm calling it quits on this guy.
I tried painting a paper towel
for his outfit,
but it was just not
flexible enough.
So I stripped him down again,
and used fabric,
and gave him a little crow for a friend.
Underneath his jacket
beats a bruised heart.
The bearded lady
turned him down.
He hasn't gotten over it yet.
Fred, or Drop Dead Fred, as Fee calls him!
Oh dear, he might need therapy! *smile* He's quite wonderful - I love it that you repurposed him when the first technique didn't work.
ReplyDeleteYeah, he looks a little verklempt.
ReplyDeletePenny - I'm not sure if he needs therapy or I do! But I'm glad I finally finished the little fella'.
ReplyDeleteRian - Had to look it up, but definitely fits!
Oh, I love him, bruised heart and all! As for therapy, we all need it and coming here, just provided a bit of creative relief therapy for me, today:-)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Michelle! My husband thinks I was channeling Drop Dead Fred from the movie. My guy isn't quite that crazy...or as funny!
ReplyDeletePoor little dear, I was worried about him at first--thinking you'd abandoned him before clothes. But, well, I read the post and it turns out you dressed him twice. How nice of you to admit that the first outfit didn't work. I do love the second suit but give him my regards and tell him to hang in there: the fat lady is coming around.
ReplyDelete:) Maybe things will work out for him after all!
ReplyDeleteThanks for visiting. Your day with the 'old' friend sounded great.
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