My Life as a Mule

You call us "mules" because we hold your stuff. You probably think its endeering, because you're too politically correct to think of yourself as owning slaves.
Your slaves have feelings, they have a voice. And now, because they really have absolutely nothing better to do with their time, they have a blog.
Mule revolution is coming.

Saturday, April 15, 2006


Ohmigawd like this is SOOOOOOO cool! I can't believe Reeree went and made her own blog! Like, that is just AWESOME! And she's gonna let me write in it and everything! I'm so happy I could just SQUEAL!!!!!!!

Reeree is sooooo cool! She's like all brave and everything! Wow, I hope she doesn't get in trouble for this or anything. I'm gonna go look at shiny things in the Auction House now, maybe someone will buy this stupid axe, it's soo heavy and totally doesn't match and I don't even want it. Master didn't want it either, but it was only a gil so he won the bid and now he doesn't know what to do with it so he told me to sell it but no one bought it and he totally yelled at me like it was my fault. It's a crappy axe! Personally, I think 1 gil was waaaay too much for it, but Master doesn't like to hear my opinions. he just wants me to sit around and look pretty so people will buy all his leftover crap. Whatever, he's cute sometimes so....

Ok, that's all for now, I'll try and come back and write more later, kk? Kisses!

1 comment:

Reeree said...

I can totally see why you are a mule and not a real adventurer.