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Originally Posted by Valeyard Vince
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Actually, I think people are misinterpreting my feelings, so I shall elaborate with pros...e.no...no prose... It's more like...
Not like I dislike what I happen to like, but that there is this like that I do like, but when I like the like, my like is unlike what I like it to be past that part that was liked, so that the like is overly liked by the like... that is.... I need to rephrase this entirely don't I?
*ahem*
Its that feeling when you look at something and you're kind of embarrased but giddy too about it? You stare at it, but then you don't want to stare at it, so you run across the room and peek back at it... only to see it is no less potent, so you squeal like a guinnea pig and roll on the floor, then you peek back over, and it's still there, so you start running all over the room until you enter a giant sized hampster wheel and start running like.... Oh wait... other people don't do that? That's quite a shame really.
Hmm.. short version.. it's the strange kinda laughing feeling you get when you see Japanese condoms shaped like Teletubbies.