Ingrid Michaelson's Missing Sweater!
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Ingrid Michaelson's Missing Sweater!
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The above link is for the stolen sweater of Ingrid Michaelson (did the Old Navy commercial "if you are chilly, here take my sweater"). Apparently, someone actually TOOK her sweater at a concert and this site was set up as a sympathetic urge to have the sweater returned. She wants all fans to add this site as a friend (assuming you do MySpace) and tag pics of sweaters for it.
Just thought it might be of some interest to those registered here.
The above link is for the stolen sweater of Ingrid Michaelson (did the Old Navy commercial "if you are chilly, here take my sweater"). Apparently, someone actually TOOK her sweater at a concert and this site was set up as a sympathetic urge to have the sweater returned. She wants all fans to add this site as a friend (assuming you do MySpace) and tag pics of sweaters for it.
Just thought it might be of some interest to those registered here.
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Re: Ingrid Michaelson's Missing Sweater!
I cannot tell a lie.
It was me, moi, it was I.
Yes, Ingrid, I followed you that night, to the concert. I had one thought in mind. Your sweater! Yes! Your sweater. I saw my chance and I took it. Was it right, what I did? Was it justified? Was it civilized? No! No! A thousand times no. It was wrong! It was terribly wrong. Am I sorry? Yes, yes, of course. And I apologize, Ingrid, from the bottom of my heart. Now, we know the crime, and we've identified the criminal, but what was the motive? Was it some sick desire? Some perverse lust? Some twisted longing? Yes! Yes, to all of the above! And who was he, this person who harbored these sick, warped, perverse desires? Was he a deviate? A creep? A pervert? A fetishist? Yes, I'm all of those things. Was he a sweater fetishist, perhaps? Is there such a thing, you ask. Is there such a thing as a sweater fetishist? Yes, Ingrid, I'm afraid there is. And that's it, isn't it? Of course! There's your motive. There's the why and the wherefore of it. I was impelled, compelled, driven, by forces beyond my control, to steal your sweater, and to...to...well, do I dare to say what I did with your wonderful, glorious, magnificent, thrilling sweater? No, no, I think not. I've said enough, really quite enough. If I ever began to talk about the fragrance of your sweater, and the softness of it, why, you see, there'd be no end to it. You have my confession, and my heart-felt apology. I'll have your sweater laundered, I promise. In fact, I'll wash it myself, with my own two hands, reveling in the softness... Whoops! Here I go again...
Yours,
A very contrite and shamefaced
SweaterCrazy
It was me, moi, it was I.
Yes, Ingrid, I followed you that night, to the concert. I had one thought in mind. Your sweater! Yes! Your sweater. I saw my chance and I took it. Was it right, what I did? Was it justified? Was it civilized? No! No! A thousand times no. It was wrong! It was terribly wrong. Am I sorry? Yes, yes, of course. And I apologize, Ingrid, from the bottom of my heart. Now, we know the crime, and we've identified the criminal, but what was the motive? Was it some sick desire? Some perverse lust? Some twisted longing? Yes! Yes, to all of the above! And who was he, this person who harbored these sick, warped, perverse desires? Was he a deviate? A creep? A pervert? A fetishist? Yes, I'm all of those things. Was he a sweater fetishist, perhaps? Is there such a thing, you ask. Is there such a thing as a sweater fetishist? Yes, Ingrid, I'm afraid there is. And that's it, isn't it? Of course! There's your motive. There's the why and the wherefore of it. I was impelled, compelled, driven, by forces beyond my control, to steal your sweater, and to...to...well, do I dare to say what I did with your wonderful, glorious, magnificent, thrilling sweater? No, no, I think not. I've said enough, really quite enough. If I ever began to talk about the fragrance of your sweater, and the softness of it, why, you see, there'd be no end to it. You have my confession, and my heart-felt apology. I'll have your sweater laundered, I promise. In fact, I'll wash it myself, with my own two hands, reveling in the softness... Whoops! Here I go again...
Yours,
A very contrite and shamefaced
SweaterCrazy
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