Let me tell you, seeing photos from this year's WGT of all the elaborately, gorgeously dressed goths PLUS having made poor eating choices today? Equals the Brain Raccoons performing an extended dance remix of their greatest hit "QUUUUEEEEEEEN OF THE WALRUS PEOPLE".
(I'll get over it. It's mostly that today's poor eating choices mean I physically feel gross, which gives the Brain Raccoons a boost in volume.)
(However, even tho' I want to go to WGT one of these years, I know myself well enough that I'll probably need a minimum of six months of planning prep for it, because of the heights I'd want to hit for my outfits.)
(I'll get over it. It's mostly that today's poor eating choices mean I physically feel gross, which gives the Brain Raccoons a boost in volume.)
(However, even tho' I want to go to WGT one of these years, I know myself well enough that I'll probably need a minimum of six months of planning prep for it, because of the heights I'd want to hit for my outfits.)
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If you *are* queen of the Walrus People, at least you are the Vampire Witch Queen of the Walrus People.
Of course, every time you mention the Walrus People all I can think of is John Lennon saying he is the Walrus. So I picture the Walrus People as being a load of Beatles fans running amok in cosplay, and they would totally make you their queen for you are beautiful and wonderful and charming and delightful and lovely and elegant and intelligent and funny. Being queen of the Walrus People also does not make you one of them.
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