Freddy: clueless or obfuscating stupidity?

Hehe, good question

But in general Freddy is a little smartass

Wouldn't that be smartfox? Though I suppose if he annoys Bea enough she could accommodate a species transformation.

Of course, my fault

Eh, but then this can't happen

http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16161363/

Well, it could, but instead of a happy-looking Freddy Fox, there'd be a grumpy Freddy Donkey. Of course, there's nothing stopping her from sneaking in something so that the more of an ass he makes of himself the more of an ass he becomes.

A little too honest.

Heh, he probably has his own definition of romance

quite the romantic fluff butt

Oh, he can totally be when he wants

The leaves of fall, a rusting brown,
Say that you too one day fall down.
And journey with them into the ground,
Buried under with naught a sound.

They'll pile on dirt and they'll pile on rocks,
And they won;t care if they break the box.
The worms come in and when they're through,
You'll look like mulch when they're done with you!

Hehe, the second part

It was a family lullaby my mom used to sing. People think it's weird, for some reason.

I can't imagine why anyone would think this lullaby... odd. It brings a tear to my eye.



(* snerk! *)

I blame America, they've niced up children's stuff and forgotten all the dark, vicious tales we used to tell youth. This is why so many of them are eaten by bears in national parks.

Absolutely. Mother Goose has been bowdlerized so much, even since I was a kid (well, back then, even Grandma Moses was still alive, so Mother Goose might still have been writing) that I hardly recognize it. A lot of old favorites from the Little Golden Book series have been sweetened or even omitted. Years ago, I gave my niece (recently turned 17 -- like yesterday) a reprint of an early Brothers Grimm. Those stories weren't Fairy Tales, they were Cautionary Tales.

Yeah, my mother still had such things taught at school, though they beat left handed people there too so I guess an evil queen dancing in red hot shoes was right up their alley. People forget the very real messages behind these things. Red Riding Hood taught that you didn't talk to strangers and you most definitely didn't tell them what you were up to. Even as far back as Aesop we had lessons like the Grasshopper and the Ant. And of course they wonderfully illustrate attitudes of the time. (Forget evil stepmothers, read The Jew In The Bushes sometime!)

I've got a number of olde timey fairytale books, some of them are gloriously illustrated. (Interestingly my interest was spawned when I was stuck in a cupboard with one such book for a few weeks which is one of those 'what are the odds?' kinda things.)

My Mom was a 'forced dexter,' too. Remember, left-handed people were called sinister.

Indeed, though sinister was originally far more vanilla, it literally meant 'left' once, and picked up the evilness on the way. (Right of course got all the good vibes.) On the plus side now my mom's ambidextrous. It's remarkable how recent some progress is. Australia only stopped government kidnappings in the 1970s and the native language of my land was banned until about the same time. You go back one or two generations and suddenly everything's medieval.