vote! or I'll bug the crap out of you

*grabs those who are eligible and forces them to vote in the pullip_parade contest* Vote. Now. You don't have to vote for me *flutters eyelashes just in case though*, but voting would be good. If you do, I'll, um... do something? :p Gimme a break. I'm tired and thus my promises and threats braincell has gone to bed early.

I voted because otherwise I'll forget, and I think it'd be bad form to enter and then not vote. I weep over the odds, but oooh at the eye candy. I'm easily distracted I suppose. Anyway. Vote! for me! I mean, the ones you think are deserving of recognition. Yeah.

La. I think I'll continue zee dolly talk so you can just tune the fuzzy out. Tis cool, I understand. Thank the gods for Little Red. Sometimes I worry I'm about this close to forgetting my "thou shalt not covet every single damn Pullip, moron" rule... and then there she is. With one picture exception, she does nothing for me. Which is odd because all the elements are there for obsessive impy love. Red hair [in any shade, really], green eyes, fairy tale-ish backstory... But no. She is not for me. Which leaves more of her for those who truly appreciate her. And more money for me to be evil with. *grins*

Okay. I'm about to pass out and Tiggy is trying to sing me to sleep. *hugs*