…who is completely creeped out by the Elf on the Shelf?
I mean…
Yes, I’m an exhibitionist.
But being watched by the shelfy elf?
Considering that Elfy could be the poster child for homicidal mania…
Shudder.
In.
Revulsion.
It makes me ten kinds of twitchy. And if I’m going to be twitching, there are so much more pleasurable ways to get to that state.
Just sayin’.
Yes, I think You are the only one creeped out by the elf on the shelf. Elves are cool; They help Santa up at the North Pole. Even Snow White had 7 of them (although She called them “Dwarfs”) so don’t worry worry about Elfy. Maybe He may even leave You a pot ‘o gold 🙂 (they are related to Leprechauns)
Um, have you seen the Elf on the Shelf?!? He has serial killer eyes and a totally sociopathic smile. I’m not exaggerating. Eeeuuw. Icky!
Other than the Icky Shelfy One, I dig elves. I especially admire their footwear. Lol. My favorite elf is Rudolph’s little friend. Herbie? Hermie? Something like that… 🙂
Your “Elf on the shelf” can’t be any worse than my “Grumpy under the tree” …LOL!!! Yeah, I agree, their footwear is “unique” I don’t know if I would want to wear ’em. I wouldn’t mind having their pointed ears so I could look like Link (Legend of Zelda) 🙂
Sometimes I think it’s a miracle that anybody is sane after childhood. Other times I think nobody is. I saw a video clip that one coworker emailed to another coworker. It showed a woman giving her guy a blow job, and their pet dog kept trying to stick his head between them. I don’t have any pets, but I don’t think I would try to do things with them in the room. If you look at the expressions on toys/dolls/kid stuff they all look kinda creepy to me. I remember having nightmares when we moved and my new room had baseball themed wallpaper. I think I drove my parents crazy until we painted over it.
I was not subjected to Elfy trauma as a child, but rather, it happened as an adult. Just a couple weeks ago, in fact. In a Hallmark store. There I was, minding my own business, trying to find a gift, when I suddenly felt like I was being watched. When I found the elfin culprit(s), I was creeped out. When I registered the fact that Hallmark was selling the culprits? *Shudder* Dis. Gust. Ing. I won’t be going there again any time soon.
My pets are funny. The cats are a bit voyeuristic, but they stay out of our way. The dog, on the other hand, slinks out of the room whenever the Mister takes his clothes off. She’s used to me running around nude, but she gets all kinds of embarrassed when her Daddy strips down.