On a very rare occasion, I come across something Hello Kitty that I actually like. On these days I have to stop, pinch myself to make sure I’m not dreaming, then put on just enough of a smile that my wife can’t discern whether I’m smiling or critically analyzing the evil feline in question. When these acceptable Hello Kitties come along, they almost are always something that reveals the true Hello Kitty:
wife: “Are you smiling?!?”
me: “No, I’m critically analyzing it…” (beaming with pleasure inside)
wife: “Why would someone do something like that?”
me: “hmmmmm…” (trying to keep the laughs from bursting out)
wife: “Hello Kitty doesn’t have a mouth. She could never take a bite like that!”
me: “hmmmmm…” (wondering if Hello Kitty doesn’t have a mouth, why do I have to always listen to her sing her theme song…but letting it quickly pass to concentrate on the joy of the drawing more)
wife: “This is really disgusting and wrong!” (beginning to get angry)
me: “hmmmmm…” (enjoying the drawing even more as time passes)
wife: “Aren’t you offended by this?!”
me: “hmmmmmmm…” (thinking: “not in the least bit”)
wife: “Are you sure you aren’t smiling?!?”
me: “No, I’m critically analyzing it…”
It’s nice to see that there are others that can see the true Hello Kitty for what she really is. I actually think I felt a chill in Hello Kitty Hell…
Left by Alyssa in the comments – who I owe a beer if we ever meet for actually showing me something Hello Kitty that I could enjoy…
