Misfit march

The Head Troll organized it, I helped get the knit pussy hats on everyone–that proved very difficult and it took me so long to get the hats on securely over long donkey ears, bristly pig ears and slippery rabbit ears, that the march got underway a bit later than The Head Troll hoped, and you know she is a stickler for sticking to schedules. I was so proud of her though, she is getting on in years but still whipped this little march together.

We doubt anyone heard us, but the point is, we know how we feel.