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The 5 Steps to Happiness

Monday, 12 September 2011 by Gemma Creagh

“A guide to minding mindfulness that’s so healing it would make the Dali Llama shit himself.”

– (Esteemed Client) Barack Obama

The modern world is one full of stresses  – external as well as internal. As a both medical doctor and a spiritual guru, my new book “Take it up the Karma”, will to help you navigate through the minefield of unhappiness to the nudist camp of calm. You too can be the envy of your friends, rubbing your newly found nirvana right in their face in no time.

This critically mentioned book takes you through five easy-to-follow steps:

Step 1: Buy Enya CDs and wicker furniture.

People always ask me, “Gemma, how do you get so goddamn centered? TELL ME!”  To which I simply reply, “Is not he who smiles, evoking the act in the action?”

This has a very simple meaning; undertaking an action changes the overall outcome. Much like Shroedinkers Cats – he is a scientist from the past who would suffocate his pets in boxes to see how alive and dead he could make them.

So what am I saying in this first section? If you act like an enlightened person, this you will become.

Enya

Look how calm Enya's music makes Enya.

Step 2:  Love thy neighbour

Literally. Quite simply this section of the book deals with release and sharing, both emotionally and physically. Most organized religions preach abstinence, however I believe that one must spread love around – or even pass it in a circle at an organized event. To meet like-minded people in your area, call our personal Physical Release Expert & Organiser Rory Cashin on 086 *** *199 for more details.

It certainly helps when you have hot neighbours.

Step 3: Care for your Chakras

This segment deals with personal well-being. You have seven chakras; each are important energy points, which if kept unblocked and open, encourages health, happiness and vitally. These are: the Top of Your Head Chakra, the Inner Eye Chakra, the Neck Chakra, the Bosom Chakra, the Belly Chakra, the Underbelly Chakra and finally the important Genital Chakra.

In section 3 of “Take it up the Karma”, I will demonstrate the proper function of each and how to cure metaphysical ailments. For instance, did you know that if you poke your Underbelly Chakra, you would get a pain in your inner eye? Or that to place a blue crystal on your Neck Chakra cures the common cold?

Step 4: Dispel the demon of Money

I believe it was Gandhi who said “More Money, more problems…” and this wise man had a point. Even those creepy Catholics had it right when they said money is the root of all evil. Think about this for a minute; anything that has ever gone wrong in your life can be traced back to it.

Horrible boss? You put up with it for spondulas.

Sore foot? Doctors are too expensive.

Hangover? You couldn’t have bought all that beer without … you got it! MONEY.

So cast aside the shackles of this evil cash monster before you get bitten and too turn into a brain-eating zombie.

Number: **** **** **** 6756

Sort code: 78 – 09 – 65

If you send everything to this account it can be put through the cleansing process and put to good use. Helping sick children or puppies whatever.

Gandhi

Step 5: Complete transcendence

Easily attained; once finishing steps 1 – 4, total transcendence means becoming one with an enlightened community. Undertaking this means devoting your life totally to these ideals.

The most effective place to do this is at the Half A Giraffe Transcendence Camp. Located in the romantic setting of the nature-filled forests in Eastern Bolivia, here you will have a physical and mental routine to challenge and engage your soul. Devotees are placed into specific areas depending on their spiritual requirements such as:

–      Hand-sowing garments for Primark. To understand these teachings and the purest form of socialism – it is important to remain outside it. You know, for Clarity.

–      Farming. Being one with nature is being one with oneself in oneness. Join likeminded people in tending to our beautiful poppy and hemp fields.

–      Labs. Those who need to be reminded of our origin will be placed in the scientific labs. Here we create vast quantities of the compounds of enlightenment.

–      Servitude. One must lower oneself to rise above the false ideals of “Society”. Those lucky enough to be stationed here will experience the beauty of humility. By tending to the every whim of others, you are in fact tending to the every whim of your own soul.

Half a Giraffe Camp

Luxury accommodation

So please, join us. Happiness is 100% guaranteed* if you follow all the steps as outlined in “Take it up the Karma” – only available to purchase online at the nominal fee of €500 per ebook, exclusively at Half-a-Giraffe.com

Dr. Gemma “Deadly” Creagh

On a completely unrelated topic, do check out our friend’s the Diet of Worms Fringe Festival show, Cult. The previews start tomorrow and tickets are selling like sexy hotcakes, I’m sure!

*Terms and conditions may apply. Half a Giraffe are not responsible for depression, murder or instances of gigantism that sed book may propagate. You may not extract or re-utilise information derived from the text and/or any copies of such information (whether electronic or in hard copy format) for any commercial or business purpose including but not limited to, trading, building commercial databases, reselling or redistribution of such information.

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Scientific Study Reveals Truth About G-Spot

Thursday, 12 May 2011 by Rory Cashin

A new study in sexuality being conducted in Harvard University has confirmed the fact that the female g-spot is not in the vagina, as previously indicated. The study was instigated when Professor Carlos Humperdink realised he had never actually witnessed his wife clean out her ears.

“I cut my toe nails and pick my nose and clean my ears in front of my wife, and I noticed I had never actually seen my wife clean out her ears. I asked all of my colleagues if they had ever seen any female in their life cleaning out their ears, and the answer was universally and unanimously “No.” So I set up a video camera in my wife’s bathroom, and the findings were… shocking.”

Female using Q-Tip, or "Ear-Dildo."

Doctor Elizabeth Fernswatch, head of Female Studies in UCLA, released the following statement:

“Yes, the female g-spot can be found quite easily, right inside the ear. Quite frankly, we’re surprised we’ve been able to keep it a secret for this long. Every woman has let it be known that they fake orgasms, and yes, we have always been private when it comes to our “ear-time”, so it’s not like there haven’t been clues left for you all to find.”

When asked why they have been lying about the exact location of female arousal for all these years, Dr. Fernswatch had this to say:

“Isn’t it obvious? For babies. It’s the only way we could get you men to focus on that area, pretend we enjoy it as much as you do. If you’d all known that we much prefer it in the ear, well… I’m not sure I could guess the consequences.”

Guessing the consequences is no longer necessary, as even though its only been a week since the announcement of the new locale of the female g-spot, there have already been reactions, including but not exclusive to:

- Ear-muffs designed by Kanye West are on the cover of every women’s magazine.

- Men with tiny, ear-hole sized penises are in high demand.

- Q-Tip have admitted that their electric ear-cleaners are a sex toy.

- It is now mandatory that doctors only take their patients temperature orally.

- World’s pregnancy rate has dropped 97%.

This is grounds for sexual assault.

This recent discovery had given hope to billions of men around the world that the location of the male g-spot was also incorrect. Alas, according to Professor Humperdink, this is not the case: “No, it is definitely up the anus. Right up in there.”

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Jacinta’s easy guide to the recession

Friday, 7 January 2011 by Gemma Creagh
Jacinta

Fuck Off Recession!!

Howare yes? I hope yous all had a fuckin ride of a christmas and a deadly New Year. It’s back to the aul grind now it’s 2011 what with the recession stealing all our jobs.

Incase yizzer don’t know the recession is a really mad yoke that has been a pain in our collective holes for the past tree years. My child allowance’s been cut so much I can barely affored my illegal smokes. Now they are even gonna tax me dole. The shower of basterds. I thought the dole WAS TAX.

To help yizzer all out with makin the most of tings for the new year, I’ve come up wit’ my 10 top tips for surviving the downtern:

1. Lidl

Yeah it’s cheaper for booze and the like, but it’s a deadly place to hang out with your mates/kids. You get to scare the shite outta the cheapskate poshos who shop there AND get to collect all the euros from the trolleys. You can even tell the spanners from the welfare that you’re tryin to get employment there or whatever; killing three birds with one firework.

2.Forget the gym

Shoplifting. It’s a great alternative to losing your baby weight or the fatfrog spare tyre. It forces you to outrun the mad fit Eastern European security guards. Plus you get the added bonus of a free Man U top at the end. Rapid!

3. The Luas

Forget about the pub. Too fuckin’ dear. The Luas Red line is where it’s at. They don’t kick your bratty kids out when they try and set it on fire or it’s 9 O’Clock like they do at your local. You can ride it all day and there’s no eejit conducters, and it goes to all the hotspots. Just watch out for the feckers in their stabvest. If they catch ye, just give your ex’s new girlfriend’s name and address. Stupid Fathead bitch will get the fine.

4. Joyridin’

The PS3 costs loads… save yizzer self the price of video games by doing your own real life Gran Turismo! Plus you have the added bonus of leaving a poo under the seat, so if you decide not to burn it there’s a nasty surprise for the owner.

5. Get a job

Ah ha ha ah… I’m only messin.

6. School your chiselers

Not the boring load of shite it sounds like; if you make sure the little whingy basterds make it in for their home economics classes you can get them to go out cleaning houses. Not only can they earn their keep, they’ll be outta your face for the whole time. Just make sure the devious cunts don’t hold out on you.

7. Go to the Music Festivals

They are a great little earner… I usually sell oregano and lumps of dogshite to the thicko hippies and students. When all their weirdo bands are playing and they’re off watching them you can rob their real drugs and beers from their tents.

8. Learn the internet

Ebay is a great place to sell all the shite the thankless little shites rob from the houses without the shades giving ye grief. The W. W. web is also a good place to pick up older married men, who almost always buy you jewelry and then when you get sick of the aul creep on top of ye, make some cash with blackmail!

9. Use protection!

Pregnancy is a pain. People give out to you for drinking and smoking, no fellah will touch you and kids cost a load of money. I recommend the withdrawal method. Which is accompany him to a banklink and make sure he has cash BEFORE you get up the duff! Sorted.

10. Just have a laugh

Don’t listen to all that wingey bollix on the news; when things get tough or whatever, have a few scoops and chill. Then go after who’s really to blame… David McWilliams and Eddie Hobbs, who started this whole shite in the first place. Dirtbags the both of them.

JACINTA WAS HERE – 2011

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Body Language

Monday, 22 November 2010 by Gemma Creagh
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There’s an uncomfortable silence, as Jack’s body parts wait for the meeting to begin…

Brain: I am Jack’s Medulla Oblongata, as well as his entire Brain and I hereby convene the 25th anniversary meeting of this regulatory body. Ha ha, ah ha ha.

The rest of Jack’s body parts do whatever the body part equivalent is of rolling their eyes – except of course for the eyes, who just rolled themselves.

Brain: I never tire of that one! Well, greetings and salutations to all. Before we begin, I’d like us all to take a minute to reflect on the passing of Jack’s tonsils.

A moment passes, the throat looks particularly upset and has to be comforted by the shoulders. The Brain nods in their direction.

Brain: Those were some damn fine lymphoepithelial tissues and they did Jack and the rest of us proud. Now, let me recite the minutes of the last meeting. Initially we discussed the drop in external temperature and what we could do to remedy this.

Jack’s Gonads shiver with the memory, Brain looks over and smiles at them knowingly.

Brain: Myself and Jack’s Stomach implemented a dual system where I relayed this information and Jack’s stomach increased it’s desire for intake. Do you want to tell the floor a little bit about this?

Stomach: Go fuck yourself, Brain.

Nervous System: Come on now, Stomach, it wasn’t–

Stomach: Oh, fuck you too, Nervous System, why don’t you just grow a pair.

Gonads: Don’t drag me into this!

Brain: Calm down everyone, please. Now let’s talk about the elephantitis in the room.

Stomach: Why on EARTH, Brain, would you tell Jack that it was a good idea to drink a litre of Aftershock, do you know what this has done to me… to us?!?

Brain: Ahem. I thought this might come up. Look, Jack’s a fun guy, and Nervous System, don’t you relax after he has a pint or two?

Nervous System: I… I… do yes. But, really a litre? I lost all control.

Brain: Well Jack was just having a good time with his buddies, all these social factors came into play that you guys wouldn’t understand. Like rounds and keeping up with–

Bladder: I wouldn’t consider myself to be an expert, but really… is weeing oneself social? Is it Brain? IS IT?

Hand: And look at me… How on earth did poor Pinky and Ring here get so swollen? What was Jack doing?

Brain: At that stage Synapses weren’t really working so well, I think it may have happened at the chipper?

Stomach: Speaking of which, you left it bit late with the soakage there, Einstein. If I wasn’t so busy spewing my contents, I’d–

Poor Stomach makes a run for it.

Lungs: Well I am Jack’s Respiratory, ahhhguurrgh, blurgh, system. And I am not impressed… SMOKING at 25 years of age? What is this, secondary school? Bleurgh.

Brain: I’m sorry Lungs, at that stage I was running at 20% capacity! You know I’d never…

Reproductive system: Guys, guys, calm down. Really, this wasn’t all Brain’s fault, by the time Jack left the bar, it really was just me in charge.

Everyone: Ooooh. Ok.

Reproductive system: You weren’t the only one spewing your contents, Stomach!

Reproductive system and Brain high five.

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How To Get Famous!

Wednesday, 25 August 2010 by Rory Cashin

Are you a hot young wannabe who is looking for the fast-track to fame, but you don’t want to break your moral code and do nasty things on the casting couch? Are you a has-been borderline celeb who is looking for a way back onto the cover of the National Enquirer? Well, let Half A Giraffe help you! We’ve compiled a list of the must-do’s and must-have’s if you want to get famous… and STAY famous!

Rehab

When it comes to rehab, there are only two things that matter. The first is what you’re in rehab for.  Alcohol has been done to death, and sex addiction was all the rage there for a while, but its run its course. Drugs are due for a massive comeback, with cocaine due to make a kitschy return to fashionable. Beat the rush and stock up now before the price by gram sky-rockets!

The second thing that matters is where you rehab. Betty Ford Clinics are for the really old (30′s and over), so right now its all about isolated islands in the middle of the Caribbean. Although we have just got word that they’ve opened up a new “detoxicification station” just on the rim of the active volcano Erebus in Antarctica, so that could be worth looking into.

Sex Tape

The list of celebrities who have appeared in a sex tape reads like a Venn Diagram of the most popular and the most talented people in Hollywood: Paris Hilton, Colin Farrell, Pamela Anderson, Fred Durst, Kim Kardashian, Verne Troyer… Basically everyone you’ve ever wanted to be. And up until recently, sex tapes were a surefire way of getting publicity, and then Dustin Diamond came along and wrecked it for everyone. But there is a way of salvaging this effort, by taking the Lindsay Lohan idea of fauxmosexuality and doing a lesbian sex tape. Unfortunately for all you guys out there, doing a gay sex tape isn’t going to work because Hollywood doesn’t want its leading men out and proud.

Entirely unrelated to my previous sentence.

You’re just going to have to wait til 2017 when bisexuality is “in” again. These things are cyclical, there’s charts and algorhythms and everything. Its all very Fashionating!

Prison Sentence

We’re not saying you should go murder someone and get sentenced to life imprisonment (because thats not going to help anybody), but maybe just a little traffic violation stuff, or drug misdemeanours, something cute like that. Ladies, we don’t want you coming out in 30 days time with shank scars on your face, and guys, we certainly don’t want you coming out with a new found fear of dropping soap in the shower.

A few weeks out of the spotlight might actually do you some good. Maybe you could write your memoirs? Take up a new hobby? Try out that new fad that everyone is on about? (This season its all about the Paleolithic Diet.) The world is your oyster!

Retirement

This choice may seem like an oxymoron, but there’s nothing the public wants more than what they can’t have. The second you announce your retirement, your back catalogue will start flying off the shelves like hot cakes. How many times has Jay-Z retired now? Four? Seventeen? We’ve lost count. But every time he unretires, his comeback album goes platinum and he makes a shitload of money. The guy knows how to retire.

But its no longer an old mans game. Stars are retiring at a younger and younger age now, with Amanda Bynes (24), Michael Cera (22) and Hilary Duff (23) all talking about bowing out from the employment racket. Our advice to you would be to get famous as young as possible, so you can quit showbusiness in your mid-to-late teens. Any later than that and you may already be too old to retire.

Insanity

This option for fame is cutting edge, and is currently being proto-tested by only one celebrity so far. The documentary “I’m Still Here: The Lost Years of Joaquin Phoenix” is currently doing the festival rounds, so we won’t know how effective a form of fame-mongering it is until later this year.  There is some confusion as to whether or not Mel Gibson and Christian Bale are also applying themselves to the Insanity Method, but after some investigations it turns out that they are, in fact, just a couple of dickheads.

So there you have it ladies and gentlemen, your five-step plan to easy famous-ness. If it all goes horribly wrong though, do us a favour and keep us out of the suicide note.

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Half A Giraffe Does America!

Thursday, 12 August 2010 by Rory Cashin

With the prices of flights to America so damned high, HaG took the cheaper option and just swam there.

Actually, let me rephrase. All of HaG except Big Boss Ben swam there. Appearantly there was just enough money in the budget for him to get a ticket on the QE2.

One of these is small. One of these is far away.

Once we get back to our hotel room, HaG does a bit of spending money counting.

Getting our Freakum Suit on for our night out on the town!

First stop? Empire State Building.

Next; Times Square. Getting drunk...

Enough walking around, time to get drunk in the pool.

Having had a wee bit too much, time to take a disco nap in a giant hammock.

Recharged, we show off our mad badminton skillz to the laydeez.

FTW!

The next morning, we leg it before the ladies wake up and demand their money, so off we go on a drive to the other side of the country.

We stop off at the Hoover Dam. It reminds us how constipated we've been since we arrived here.

Next stop, The Grand Canyon. Alot of introspective, life-defining, navel gazing thinking done here. And navel gazing is particularly difficult when you're half a giraffe.

The next stop was Las Vegas, but our lawyers tell us that the images were far too explicit and retch inducing to publish. So here's another picture of the Grand Canyon.

The highlight of the trip. And also our shuttle back to the Atlantic Ocean so we can begin our swim home. (Big Boss Ben: recommissioned a Concorde for his return trip)

Special thanks to:

- Alan Duffy (photographer)

- Lindsay Cashin (security)

- Simone Doherty (escort services)

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On The Set of "Oh, She’s Eleven"

Monday, 12 July 2010 by Rory Cashin

After months and months of phone calls, emails, faxes and stalking impromptu meetings, we finally managed to secure an interview with Half A Giraffe’s all time greatest hero, and perhaps biggest influence, Razor Chandelier. For those of you who don’t know who Razor Chandelier is (and if you don’t, what rock have you been under?!), this is the man who began his career in front of the camera as a bit player in such classics as A Tale Of Two Titties and Schindler’s Fist, but it wasn’t long before he was headlining major titles such as In-Da-Penis Day and Jurassic Poke.

Always seen as something of a “pretty boy”, it wasn’t until he won Best Actor in the Pokey Awards for his portrayal of a disillusioned American visiting Tokyo in Lost In Menstration that people really started to sit up and take notice. Ever since then, he has been on something of a roll, mixing up award winning, critical darlings like A Cock-And-Lips Now with more laid back fare like National Pleasure.

What makes it even more exciting is that Razor allowed us to conduct the interview while on the set of his directorial debut. So we hopped on the first flight to Las Vegas, and just a few hours later found ourselves on a massive staging area dressed up to look like the innards of a massive casino. Everywhere we looked there were croupiers dealing cards at the Strip Snap table, rows of women playing the One Armed Bandit coin slot machines, but with naked men in the place of the actual machines, and a naked woman sprawled out in the centre of a massive roulette while… where she will land, nobody knows…

In the middle of all this madness is Razor, conducting the scene like a maesto, his wand waving this way and that. We catch his attention in a break between scenes (he is also the main star of the movie), and we try to get in a few questions…

Half A Giraffe: (start of tape) Hi, Razor. How are you doing today?

Razor Chandelier: Uhm… Hi. Hey… aren’t you that guy I seen going through my trash cans last week?

HaG: (laughs) Anyways Razor, we were wondering if you could talk to us a little bit about your first time taking the reigns, as it were.

RC: Sure… its called Oh, She’s Eleven. Its a bit of a risque project.

HaG: Could you tell us a bit about the… plot?

RC: I’m trying to keep it tightly underwraps at the moment, but its basically about this total slamming hottie, who’s like an eleven out of ten on the hottie scales, who is also a world class thief. And her ex boyfriend, me, is this casino owner. And I’ve just banged her sister and best friend in a threeway, so she’s out for revenge.

HaG: Oh. You don’t think that calling the film Oh, She’s Eleven could lead to some… confusion?

RC: Confusion? What kind of confusion?

HaG: (short pause) Never mind. So… that plot. Its quite… Shakespearian.

RC: Thats what I said! But audiences, they come for the action, but they stay for the story, ye know? I don’t like talking down to my audiences.

Guy: Razor! We need you back on set!

RC: Sorry guy, can we finish this in a bit?

Razor walks off back to the scene he’s in the middle of shooting. We try to keep up with him, but slip in a puddle on the way. As the realisation slowly dawns that, at best, this is a puddle of sweat or lube, we decide to take a shower. Whilst in there we get talking to a number of fluffers, who are currently in talks with their union to be re-named P.A.’s When asked how do they assistant the producers, we are told that the P in their P.A doesn’t stand for Producer. Then they giggled and left. The rest of the bathroom was basically a conveyor belt of cleaniness, with people coming in to wash different body parts at different levels of vigour, only to go back out to set and continue their daily grind.

A few minutes later, refreshed and clean (externally at least), we rejoin the set, and Razor calls us over to continue the interview. It is slightly odd as he is mid-action sequence, as it were. But he informs us that its an extreme close up of a particular arena of interest, and there is no sound recording, so we can talk freely.

HaG: Earlier you mentioned that you were attracted to this project because it was a risk. That seems to be something of a throughline for your career.

RC: Well, so many people told me that I’d made a huge mistake when I signed on to the remake of In Diana Jones, but it went on to make so much money. But then I got a bit cocky, and my quality radar took a bit of a dive.

HaG: Yes, there is the famous Daughterworld

RC: Yeah, that was a mistake. But, ye know, I’m quite proud of my work in that film, and I’m sure in time, people will look back on that and regard it differently. And it wasn’t all bad, I learned so much on that film set. Its still all a learning experience, ye know?

HaG: And you’ve worked with some very talented people within the industry.

RC: I’ve had the privilege of working with the creme of the crop. I’ve developed a really good working relationship with Diddly Squat after we worked on Glad He Ate Her and Black Cock Down together. Before Black Cock Down, I thought I was untouchable, I was cock of the walk, ye know? But then I seen some of the other guys I was working with on that set… It really brought me back down to earth.

HaG: You’ve also famously turned down working with some very famous directors?

RC: Yeah, Girth Brooks offered me so much money, a ridiculous amount of money to star in The Meat-Tricks, but it was shooting at the same time as something else I’d already commited to (The Da Vinci Load). And then when I seen how well The Meat-Tricks did, I told him I’d star in whatever his next movie was gonna be.

HaG: Wasn’t his next movie Men In Black Men?

RC: Yes.

HaG: Were you in that?

RC: (pause) No.

HaG: Oh… How come?

RC: (long pause) Script issues.

Razor and his co-stars Keira’s Daily & Nightly switch positions so that they now resemble a slighly unfinished human origami figure, and Razor nods at us to continue.

HaG: Okay. You’ve also been at the forefront of some of the new frontiers in the industry.

RC: Yes, thats true. We’ve just finished shooting Ava-Hard, which’ll be in 3D, and I’ve done some voice acting work in an upcoming animated project (Bangbi), and I was also the producer on two documentary projects that should be doing the festival rounds soon. I’m very proud of them, actually. Bowling For Concubines and An Inconvinent Tooth, keep an eye out for them on the festival circuits!

HaG: Will do, Razor, will do. Just one last question.

RC: Sure, what is it?

HaG: Can we get your John Hancock?

RC: No problem. Have you got something for me to write it on?

HaG: (unzipping sounds, end of tape)

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Agony Aunt To The Stars

Thursday, 1 July 2010 by Rory Cashin

Dear Half A Giraffe,

I have a very private problem that I feel I cannot talk to my anyone else about. My parents are seperated and I live with my father. We live in this tiny town in Washington, the kinda town where you can’t go out after a certain hour for fear of being attacked by a pack of wolves.

Anyways, despite how small and boring this town is, I’ve still managed to fall in love. I’m 17, he’s 107. My friends don’t approve of our relationship because they think he is weird, in fact one of my friends (who is allergic to wearing any kind of clothing on his upper body) really, REALLY hates him, but I think thats because he is crushing on me.

But it’s his weirdness that attracted me to him in the first place. The way he looks at me with the kind of lust that borders on murderous. The way his whole body sparkles whenever he stands in the sun. The way he can run up the side of a tree with me on his back. The way his hair looks like it was cut by a blind and fingerless lunatic asylum escapee.

There are, however, downsides. It took him weeks and weeks to work up the courage to kiss me, and I’ve basically thrown myself at him to go further, but he won’t. I got a papercut the day I met his family, and his brother tried to jump my bones. You know, little things like that.

I’m just not sure if I’m forgiving all these downsides because of how good-looking he is. And he is really, REALLY good-looking. The kind of good-looking that consumes you and convinces you that insatiable lust is, in fact, life-altering love.

PLEASE HELP.

Bella.

Dear Bella,

I don’t even know where to begin…

First of all, maybe try to talk your father into moving to a safer town. It seems to me that for such a small town, there seems to be an awful lot of weird stuff coincidentally happening in such a confined area.

Secondly, you’re 17, and he’s… 107?? Did I read that right, or is that a typo? Please tell me its a typo, because if it’s not, well… I just had a quick look at the Age Of Consent laws for Washington: If the older person is 60 months or more older than the 16- or 17-year-old, the older person abuses the relationship if they have sexual contact. I think he safely falls into that “60 months or more” bracket, so perhaps this is the reason why he won’t go further than kissing you.

At least thats what I thought before you brought up “the way his whole body sparkles”. Is he wearing body glitter? This coupled with his lack of sexual contact could mean that he is a homosexual, in which case you might be barking up the wrong tree, even if you are on his back while he runs up it.

While we’ve all been blinded by someone world-consumingly good-looking, the best advice I can give you is to stay away from him. It will end badly with you married and having children you don’t want and waiting for death that feels like it may never come. Spend more time with your friends, you’re still young, have fun… Maybe think about that topless guy. He seems more interesting anyway, and certainly closer to your age bracket.

Yours Sincerely,

Half A Giraffe.

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