The Theory of Cuteness

All right the last couple blogs have been pretty serious so we will tone it down a little and have some fun. Then maybe I will post something totally depressing I guess we will all have to just keep hoping. Ha Ha…
So if you have known me for a while you have probably heard my Theory of Cuteness, I formulated this in high school because I had friends who were girls. That is all it takes and you can be a scientist. But this is the first time it has been written down in publish-ability form. This is meant as a total joke, I am really not sexist or anything like that just hear me out to the end and consider it a funny observation. Although by saying that upfront I have probably set myself up for hate mail. So all hate mail should be sent to mitchellloper@hotmail.com that is my e-mail address for when my name was Mitchell it was like some time last year, I’m not having all my hate mail sent to my roommate.

”My hypothesis is that “All (remember it’s a joke) miniature items (people and animals will be items), that is items that have a larger version, are going to be considered cute in the eyes of all (remember it’s a joke) of the female persuasion. Now this is not a condition for cuteness, items can be cute without being a miniature version of a particular item. An example of this would be a

So now that every female I have ever met is appalled and disgusted let us test my theory. I will start with the easy ones. Babies are miniature versions of humans, babies are cute. Those small Pop cans


So some of those items are cute without being smaller but a pop can who thinks pop cans are cute, ah only crazy people. Let’s look at some other normal everyday items and see if miniature items would be considered cute.



So let’s take this to the next level. What about items that are gross or ugly? Think about an ugly man, he’s got a big old nose, he’s a little unshaved, and is missing a couple teeth, now, *POOF* there is a miniature version of him. Looking at him hobbling around asking for tea and soup, ah he makes your heart melt and you yell out “Little man I can’t stay mad at you your so cute!”

Alright now it’s time to pull out the Big Gun (which is probably not that cute)!!! Let’s say you have a little pile of goose poop (Yes I said goose poop, hey look you can see any respect you had for me leaving, bye respect). NOT CUTE!!! In fact gross poop yuck, but lets say right next to that there is a little pile of goose poop.


Well there it is The Theory of Cuteness in all it’s glory (don’t blink you might miss it). Let me know what you think, sorry to have wasted your time...
I know there are a lot of pictures on this one but I thought it was appropriate because it is a very visually orientated message.
Remember to check out the other blog I have started to write for as well it is callled "Lunch with Scoitch and Nathleb" you will like it and I'm not the only one who writes for it so it might actually be worth checking out. I have a pretty busy week coming up so this will probably be it for about a week and a half, but we will see, I will check on comments in fact I would love to hear them on this stupid idea...
Ever wishing to be miniture so I would be cute,
Caleb M. Saarela
"mood ring oh mood ring
oh tell me will you bring
the key to unlock this mystery
of girls and their emotions
play it back in slow motion
so i may understand the complex
infrastructure known as the female mind"
M. Thiessen
Labels: Just for fun., Pointless
4 Comments:
I am reminded of that episode of Seinfeld... "Jerry, you have to see the baby!"
Oh cute little poop
In your great tradition I will close my comment with song lyrics:
The Poopsmith
(Over the Rhine)
Not on your arm
Not on your leg
Not in the toast
Not in the eggs
Not on the carpet
Nor the linoleum
Just how'd your little brother get it smeared all over him
Poop in the potty, poop goes in the potty
x4
Not on your brother
not on your sis
not on any family member, you might wanna make a list
not on the plants
not in your hair
not on the porch
no, we do not want to share
Poop in the potty, poop goes in the potty
x4
Not on the swing
not on the slide
not while we're spinnin' on a carnival ride
not on the window
not on the wall
no more surprises on the light switch down the hall
hey!
Poop in the potty, poop goes in the potty
x4
Not in the yard
you're on your honor
don't go gettin' no ideas from the neighbors weimereiner
Poop in the potty, poop goes in the potty...
They used to have the song for free online, but they took it down. I'll send it to you if you want it. ;)
I'm not even a chick and I am totally offended at your clear disregard for female creativity.
at first i found the writing funny and not as much the theory. .. now i find the theory hilarious. . .yesterday (thanksgiving). . .i proved the theory over and over. . .we didn't know if we were going to have enough turkey so we cooked a small chicken. . .when i saw the chicken cooling on the stovetop i got up really close to it and started talking about how cute it was. . .then making pumpkin pie gems (about the size of a bakery muffin) i got really excited about the idea of using a muffin tin to make them much smaller. . ."that would be so cute a bunch of mini-pumpkin pies!". .. point being your right and it was funny realize it later as i caught myself proving the theory again. . .and again
I'm glad when people come to their sences and see it my way. No just kidding I think it is funny that the theory works out to be true makes me laugh...
Caleb M. Saarela
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