WhatEver are you, Leopold?

A lot of people have come up to me and asked me, “Leopold, what species are you? I tell them that I got the butterfly wings from my mother’s side of the family and I got the tusks from my father’s side. But if I had my choice, I’d have bought a house on the lakeside, and had some webbed feet, too. No such luck. Alas, I can’t quite tell you what I am, because there’s been no precedent for a confuence of such disparate physical features as mine. nevertheless, I try my best to fit into society, make my contributions, and have a little fun here and there. You have to enjoy life. That’s what my old grandfather told me. “Enjoy it, every minute, it’s the only one you get.” I don’t know if that’s true or not.

Now despite my butterfly wings and tusks, I actually read lather a mundane exhubrence. I mean, I don’t go out with a lot of people, though alot of people have asked, but I always feel they aren’t really seeing me for me. I don’t go many places. I can’t get up the courage to dance, and so my life seems to be rather unpercolated, socially speaking, of late. Little kids give me silly stares sometimes, and I give them conniving grins in return, because that seems to be what they’re looking for, and mostly, the giggle with glee. But most of the time, their parental units escort them off after getting a good look at me, which leaves me gloomily glum.

So if you have been wondering anything that that was an answer to, then there you have it.