Well I had hoped to be a court jester as a youngin' (true story that.) Though when the entertainment field proved too much of a burden (tomato stains make for terribly expensive detergent purchases) I fancied myself a future knight. I read all the folklore and even took out "The Boys King Arthur" 15 times in the span of 2 years. I was all set for a life of chivalry.. until I discovered that Knights were notorious for beating their wives, engaging in promiscuity and generally abused their power. Plus the crusades were fought against "my people". All this crushed my dreams of armor and swords, and I took to the dolls and my little ponies in the hopes that my ideals would fade into oblivion like the DoDo and I would be re-socialized accordingly... but no! I still find the desire to wear breeches and boot straps, sail on formidable armadas and ride on the backs of a mighty steed coursing with raw passion through my blood! I am the "sir" of legend! I shall prevail over the stereotypes and make a difference on this flea bitten world!

-adds her own theme music while stepping high with one bent leg on some inanimate object, pointing to the future, and laughing with insane amusement. Multi-colored lights flashing in a halo about her body-

Oh by the way, I think your cats a cutie. Kiss him for me!