Revenge of the Knitter
So I told y'all how much I hated that Wildfoote sock yarn, right?
Oh, did I find the perfect solution for getting back at it.
So, the recipe for revenge involves going to a thrift store and buying some poor, lonely, abandoned little Beanie Babies...
See them there? Aww, aren't they cute? Actually, no. I think that Gorilla thing is hideous, and he had it coming. And that angel bear? Reminds me of a pretentious pop-princess wannabe. I never liked stuffed bears. I felt bad for the Walrus guy, though. He actually was cute.
Anyways, knowing my destructive disposition these guys were doomed from the start and they were summarily sliced open and pirated for thier beans.
Poor little guys!
Anyways, whatever would I do with all those beans and all that Wildfoote? I was left with 3/4 of a skein left. I couldn’t let it go to waste. I had to find an appropriate pattern for a yarn this vile.
I had a short conversation with myself that went something like this:
Angel side: “Give the yarn a break. Maybe it’s not so bad. Try some wristlets with different pattern. It’ll be okay.”
Devil side: “Screw that” (demonic snickering) “Make a beanis”
I’m sure that this is the perfect project to show off my many years of crochet. >:D
The really funny thing? Wildfoote makes a beautiful Beanis.
Oh, did I find the perfect solution for getting back at it.
So, the recipe for revenge involves going to a thrift store and buying some poor, lonely, abandoned little Beanie Babies...
See them there? Aww, aren't they cute? Actually, no. I think that Gorilla thing is hideous, and he had it coming. And that angel bear? Reminds me of a pretentious pop-princess wannabe. I never liked stuffed bears. I felt bad for the Walrus guy, though. He actually was cute.
Anyways, knowing my destructive disposition these guys were doomed from the start and they were summarily sliced open and pirated for thier beans.
Poor little guys!
Anyways, whatever would I do with all those beans and all that Wildfoote? I was left with 3/4 of a skein left. I couldn’t let it go to waste. I had to find an appropriate pattern for a yarn this vile.
I had a short conversation with myself that went something like this:
Angel side: “Give the yarn a break. Maybe it’s not so bad. Try some wristlets with different pattern. It’ll be okay.”
Devil side: “Screw that” (demonic snickering) “Make a beanis”
I’m sure that this is the perfect project to show off my many years of crochet. >:D
The really funny thing? Wildfoote makes a beautiful Beanis.
Labels: Beanie Babies, Beanis, beans, crochet, revenge, wildfoote
posted by JamieL | 9:29 PM
6 Comments:
Love it!!! I'm so glad to see the piccy now.
Why is it that I have the sneaking suspicion that the benis will exist solely as an outlet for aggression against my gender?
Other than that, I think there's some sort of allegory here to be said about the internet. Once upon a time the internet had... porn, which devolved into pictures of cute things. In your post you had cute things which devolved into...
Heheheheh.
Actually I don;t have any excess pent up anger against your gender... but that being said the Beanis *does* have the squooshy, beany quality of one of those stress relief balls (pun intended).
I think it was made mostly for smirking rights, and to threaten people with (Be good, or I'll send you a Beanis....)
Or you could threaten to beat people with it Lock Stock and 2 Smoking Barrels style.
You slaughtered that adorable walrus to make a beanis??
So cruel!
Unfortunately I got them all from a thrift store, and the Walrus has a small oil stain on the front (you can see it by the face) and he had a big matted greasy oil stain on the back. If it wasn't for that, I would have kept him; because he really *was* cute.
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