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What is a Fuzzball?

  • One question I hear more than any other is What's a Fuzzball??" Allow me to explain:

    A Fuzzball is a 30-year-old fallen debutante who lives in Houston, TX with a bossy dog and an even bossier parrot who she SWEARS is the reincarnation of Napoleon Bonaparte.

    A Fuzzball prefers animals to most people, because people can really suck sometimes.

    A Fuzzball loves music, ALL music ALL of the time. If she's not listening to it, then she's singing it.

    A Fuzzball has a mad love for all things British, especially their actors.

    A Fuzzball is blissfully happy in a bookstore, preferably one with good music playing in the background. If you look under a Fuzzball's bed you'll usually find an entire library of books that she has dropped there after falling asleep reading.

    Fuzzballs are usually incurable romantics, ridiculously optimistic, and bent on making the world a happier place.

    Your typical Fuzzball will probably have a completely bizarre sense of humor. Just go with it, it will take you to funny places.

    You should also be aware that Fuzzballs are giant nerds. Seriously. Science fiction, computers, the whole shebang.

    Fuzzballs are also budding photographers. They love looking at the world through a lens and finding new ways to be creative.

    Oh...and you can also look for a Fuzzball in one of the best movies ever made. ;)

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I don't think I could fall to such a level of whooped that I would where one of those. I would sooner get a divorce than that.


that dude pouring his lady a cup of joe is an accident waiting to happen. "honey, i love the fact that you bought this for us, and how its wooly goodness has brought us closer together, and that i have had to become ambidextrous because of it, and i love you more than life its-OWWWW MOTHER I JUST POURED COFFEE DOWN MY PANTS AND I...CAN'T...GET MY OTHER HAND...OUT...DAMN YOU AND YOUR SHITTY MITTEN"


Okay at first I was laughing at your email address "tastywallpaper@willywonka.com" and then I started laughing even HARDER when I read your post -HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH


The good thing is it would be really easy to beat them up.


I don't even think you could give that to your sweetie as a joke without him or her running away...

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