Pout Off

Through out the day, I wear a neverending pout. In the morning there’s the groggy cranky ‘I didn’t get enough sleep’ mask of doom. Don't you ever dare question me in the morning, simply because I NEVER get enough sleep!

Upon reaching the office I express the (wannabe) straight tough guy who gets the job done, regardless of stupid pointless questions. Don’t mess with me bitches, I’ll bite your heads off and feed them to your ass!

At the gym I become look constipated trying to sort out my day as I push hard at my work out. Not the prettiest of looks, but hey, I’m pretty enough not to care.

Finally I become sleepy, tired & hungry just before dinner. *Munch Munch* Which is quickly followed by satisfaction & complacency.

One face I haven’t made in a while is this one:-

The other day, on Marknais’s blog- The Ever Ending Journey, I challenged him to a pout off! Certainly my expression isn’t a typical pout, but hey, I think I’ve reached the pinacle of excellence! Hee Hee

Go look at his pics and judge, did I win?

(Yes, I am the ever competitive indomitable bitch, but maybe, just maybe for the right guy, I can be tamed?)

I am not a one-trick pony
I am not a one-trick pony
I really feel nothing can hold me
I really feel no one can own me
Nobody can control me
Nobody can conform me
Nobody can disown me
Nobody can ignore me
So slow down
One-trick pony

Nelly Furtado~ One Trick Pony