Oh I'm Being Eaten By a Boa Constrictor...

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I got the third boa done in time to give it to a friend for her birthday last night. We all met at one of the local drag/cabaret shows - I rarely get to go because the show doesn't even start till when I usually have to be in bed because it's a weeknight. The boa was another mix of hot/light pinks and other warm colors. Perfect for her because it's almost as loud as she is :) She showed up in black and red so the boa went fabulously with what she was wearing. She wore it all night and everyone petted it and she played with it and flounced it against people and it's just a fabulous accessory for her. She even ended up doing a birthday dance of sorts on stage and joked later about how much better it was because of the boa to play with up there. Everyone else commented - favorably and unsolicited - about the boa too. Massive ego strokes! Now I definitely need to make a few more for the fundraiser.

::singing to self::

Oh I'm being eaten by a boa constrictor,
a boa constrictor, a boa constrictor!
Oh I'm being eaten by a boa constrictor,
and I don't like it one bit!
Oh no (oh no), he's up to my toe (up to my toe),
Oh gee (oh gee), he's up to my knee (up to my knee),
Oh my (oh my), he's up to my thigh (up to my thigh),
Oh fiddle (oh fiddle), he's up to my middle (up to my middle),
Oh heck (oh heck), he's up to my neck (up to my neck),
Oh dread (oh dread), he's up to my MMMPHHH!

--Shel Silverstein