Tuesday, May 29, 2007


Flower: [about two birds fluttering around] Well! What's the matter with them?
Thumper: Why are they acting that way?
Friend Owl: Why, don't you know? They're twitterpated.
Flower, Bambi, Thumper: Twitterpated?
Friend Owl: Yes. Nearly everybody gets twitterpated in the springtime. For example: You're walking along, minding your own business. You're looking neither to the left, nor to the right, when all of a sudden you run smack into a pretty face. Woo-woo! You begin to get weak in the knees. Your head's in a whirl. And then you feel light as a feather, and before you know it, you're walking on air. And then you know what? You're knocked for a loop, and you completely lose your head!
Thumper: Gosh, that's awful.
Flower: Gee whiz.

Well-said, forest friends. Well-said, indeed.

Except the part about it being awful. Because it's pretty much the exact opposite of that.


I-66 said...

I'd be lying if I said I have never used the word "twitterpation" (because that just has to be the noun form) in my short history.

Lillian said...

Yay for boys and crushes! :)

And awesome use of "twitterpated," by the way...I'm totally incorporating that one into my vocab.

E :) said...

Woooo. Who's the lucky guy?