Monday, May 11, 2009

Getting to know you: What do you really think?

Yesterday's frank discussion made me wonder - Have you ever said what you really truly thought?

If so, tell us! We want to know!!

And if you haven't, how come? What would you have said, if you dared?

Let's get it all out in the open here - what do you really think?

(note: thanks to Elaine 'still writing' Smith for the question!)


DESTINY said...

What do I really think?

Humans are always fighting me. They go against their best interest. Sometimes they are numbskulls.

But I like them anyway.

There. I said it.

Anonymous said...


Once in school, I told the teacher she had toilet paper stuck to her shoe.

I told her after class. I was embarrassed. I just pointed at her shoe.

She's cute, for a teacher.


Kalila said...

I prefer to say exactly what's on my mind, but lately I've had to be more careful. Ricky says it's better for publicity if I lie.

Nevin said...

I'm afraid I learned my lesson about being honest with humans. It's sad, but they just don't always understand the truth.

I don't mind saying it here, though, that I'm a fairy and proud of it.

Please don't beat me up.

Anonymous said...

"You want the truth? You can't handle the truth!"

-A Few Good Men

Candy said...

I would like to have told Brian that he was a crappy musician, lover, and really pretty stupid most of the time, mainly because he was usually bombed one way or another. Instead I crept out of the house without one word. Of course I thought he was wonderful at everything once.
I did tell my best friend at school she was an idiot and didn't know her t.... from her A.. because she said Brian was a jerk. I guess that's the only time I really spoke out and now I wish I hadn't 'cause she never spoke to me again.

Anonymous said...

What's the point? Pearls before swine. You can tell humans the truth but they seldom accept it. Bizarre, really, their stubborn fixation with perceived reality. They just don't seem to grasp that what you want to be true doesn't change the truth. It just makes you look stupid.

Kalila, Ricky's right. Just tell them what they want to hear. It's all they'll believe, anyway. If you tell them the truth they call you a liar.

Benighted, the lot of them.


Anonymous said...

Know what I think? No, you don't, and you never will. None of your business!

Elaine 'still writing' Smith said...

Living hurts - how much worse could the alternative be?


Vic said...

It's not so bad being undead, Flower. It's definitely a challenge though.

I wouldn't normally say this, but sometimes the lives of mortals are simpler.

Anonymous said...

Hi Flower,

Are you okay?


Nevin said...

Flower, I like to go for a walk in the forest when I'm unhappy. Have you tried that?

Ricky said...

Here's something that just occurred to me. I've often told the band what I thought of them, even though they're demons and could kill me without any repercussions. Who's going to put a vampire or a zombie in jail?

But when it comes to my brother, I pretend. He's an arrogant, conniving, know-it-all bastard, but I've never told him that, no matter how often he's insulted me.

I used to think I must be a coward, but now I realize it's something a lot less interesting: I don't want to hurt Mom.

Kalila said...

No, Ricky, it's worse than that. Deep down, you know that if you let your brother be the bully, your mom will feel sorry for you.

You're right that you're no coward. I've seen you fight werewolves and stand up to angry gods. Foolish, but impressive. Don't kid yourself, though. When it comes to your brother Mike, you know that if you don't fight back, you get to keep the moral high ground and your mom will take your side every time.

Poor Ricky, Mommy's favorite.

It's a clever tactic, although you wouldn't catch me trying it. Then again, my mother has been gone for more than 1,500 years. She got careless one day while hanging around in a mortal body and was crushed by an elephant.

Elaine 'still writing' Smith said...

Hey Nevin

I've got endless miles of highlands to wander - some of it is woodland too. First time when I went wandering I forgot I had to work out how to get back. Uncle Will was well panicked. He stalked me for days whenever I left the house - it took me four or five days to work out why he didn't freak out more. He was meant to be bird watching not 'flora' stalking.

Hey Shadow

Pretty pi**ed off actually - but Uncle Will seems to prefer me angry to non-existent or the other kind of lost.
Yesterday was a bad day - I told Mum (last year) that Mother's Day was designed to make card manufacturers money - like it wasn't as if she didn't know. I'd buy a card a day right now if it would change anything.

Hey Vic
I want simple - that's the trouble.

100 days today.


Angela said...

I have a friend of mine who has no filter--she says exactly what she thinks.

I remember a time when we were in a Starbucks getting coffees before that Santa Claus Parade started. There was a huge line of people, and the poor workers were whizzing out half caps and lattes like their lives depended on it. When my friend saw the girl making her latte with *gasp* whole milk, she said in a loud voice, "Oh no, no, no. 2% remember? Not whole milk! In fact, I'd rather dump a latte made with whole milk on the ground (she mimed out the action) than drink it!"

The store went dead quiet. I think even my friend relaized she probably should have held her tongue, lol. We got out of there pretty fast.

Troubadour said...

I pledged my love to a woman once. I told her, and I did more than that. I showed her, by murdering her husband.

He had it coming, and I feel no remorse. He abused her, and what's worse, he neglected her, and kept her locked up. He denied himself and the world of her beauty, so I set her free.

Faldur said...