Did she really think it would be that easy to get rid of me? (insert evil laugh here)(Don't forget to use a deep voice, with an evil accent).
So she thinks she really "accidentally" downloaded the wrong version of the pattern into her palm. Give me a break. It was sooooo simple to make the switch. Sure she had a password on her Palm but "I hate Boyd" wasn't too hard to crack. I almost died laughing when I saw her try on her sweater with the too low neckline. It was too sweet. My plans are falling together perfectly.
This is my next evil act
Her precious Socktober socks. (yes the picture is fuzzy and bad, but give me a break, I don't have opposable thumbs) She had knit an inch and a half, the ribbing was done, she was all set to start the lace repeats tomorrow. Imagine her surprise when she awakens tomorrow to find there is less than a half an inch done. She'll wonder how she measured so wrong. She'll never suspect I unraveled all her work.
She is sooo simple, so trusting. Sure she changed her password after the last time I hijacked her blog but again "Death to Boyd" wasn't hard to figure out. I think my next move is to find this "Evil" she keeps talking about. I think it could be useful to my cause. (insert evil laugh here)
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Oooooo Boyd, *YOU* better watch out- when we discover your secret weakness you'll be in trouble.
How dare you unravel her knitting!
I don't think you'll be all that confident if we get some scissors out to apply to your cord. HA!
Back away from the Palm, Boyd. I've got a wooden stake and holy water. Clever Boyd, you probably have a necromancer laying around for such a deathly occasion, don't you?
Get out of my way, Boyd. The rest of this message is for Mamma :-) Thanks so much for the advice about the toe-up pattern. I'm going to re-look at that mangled sock and try and reconcile it with the pattern. It's VERY possible that the picked-up and wrapped stitches are mistakenly down the middle- that makes a LOT of sense and would definitely account for the wonkiness.
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