If you've been around this blog very long, you know how much I appreciate a good stalker. I realize a lot of people fear stalkers, but I don't get that. In my opinion, nothing says lovin' like having someone obsessed with you in a completely unnatural and absolutely unhealthy way.
Unless they kidnap you, put you in a hole and pay way too much attention to your skin's hydration, that is. Then it just becomes awkward.
Someone once emailed me and ask to be put on my "to be stalked" list. Clearly that person does not read this blog or he/she would know that I personally do not stalk. I'm way too self involved for that. The only exception to that rule of course is Michael Buble and the occasional firefighter. I have no problem hiding in bushes for the hope that I might catch a glimpse of one of the above doing something stalk-worthy.
The official stalker of the OCD Chick is none other that the Toad Suck Guy himself. For information, I bestowed that name upon him when he invited me to some sort of Toad Suck festival in a city and state where Toad Sucking is apparently done on a professional level. I've never met TSG and although I suspect he is in reality in prison somewhere doing life for killing a humor writer, I appreciate his dedication to the fine art of stalking. (He was recently almost fired from the job however because he insinuated I should perhaps do some reciprocal stalking...which I believe we have established I do not do.)
Head on over there and check out his latest blog entry and you'll see why he's slowly, but surely, moving up my potential husband list. He's a very, very funny guy and he uses big words for no good reason which is always a plus with me.
Have a happy Toad Suck adventure!
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