She had this think that grabs things higher then you can reach, like a claw type thing, and came up behind me, the claw grabbing my hair and pulling on it. I screamed, then practically broke the thing. Evil.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
For according to the trollish philosopher Plateau, "if you wants to understan' an enemy, you gotta walk a mile in his shoes. Den, if he's still your enemy, at least you're a mile away and he's got no shoes." — A Blink of the Screen by Terry Pratchett
