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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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So the question is did you purchase this fierce bag or is it a veiled "I want this" item on the Christmas list?


Meh, neither really. I mean, I love the bag but it's too expensive for a Christmas gift from anyone other than Santa and I already have him working on some camera gear for me. :D


That bag rocks.


I'd like it better if it had a different type of closure. If you think about it; it's perfect for Houston weather 'cause it's waterproof! But with only a snap closure it becomes a vinyl bucket in a downpour. :-( That T-Rex rocks, though! This purse, however, is NOT proof that you are actually 12 years old. Twelve-year-old's don't have purses that cost over $100 (at least none that I know do). I'd ask Santa for the purse anyway. There's certain kinds of presents that only Santa will give you. A vinyl T-Rex purse is one of them. ;-)


Gymshoes, the sad fact is that a lot of twelve-year-olds in Manhattan have $100 purses.It's scary.


That's a pretty kick-ass bag, actually.


Hey don't feel bad. If I thought that 1) my wife and 2) my office would allow it I'd totally trade in my nice, respectable work bag for a Spider-Man backpack.


Torrie, your comment made me immediately flash back to all the hell I put my purses through. I could write I whole blog post just on purse use-abuse as a pre-teen...though I have to say that I never actually managed to break one. (I do vaguely remember some sort of disaster with either hardcandy or gum that rendered a box purse unsalvagable.) LOL! The kids carrying $100 purses must be better behaved than I was. ;-) My purses needed to be made to book-toting, combat-worthy standards. ;-)

Hmmm...just think of the imprint that T-Rex's teeth would leave one someone's arm if slung at proper velocity. LOL!

I think a petition to Santa is in order, Fuzzball. All of us would sign it attesting that you must have this purse. :-) There's some website that hosts online petitions. Do it...it would be so funny and you might get a way cool dino purse out of it! :-D


Well, then I'm 12 too. You think they have a Stegasaurus?


$105? Never mind. Plus I misspelled "Stegosaurus." What a disappointing few minutes it has been since my last comment!

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