Velma Dinkley

Underestimated in all the wrong ways.

Unobtrusive unshaven candy.

Delicious and refreshing milk that you would love to have a sip of if you could just find a hammer and break through that ridiculous coconut shell.

This is just a costume. Not the young hipster kind, the Clark Kent kind.

Untapped oil well.

Lust in spades.

Dirty little librarian freak that can read the Kama Sutra in Hindi, Hebrew and Greek.

A damn safe right in your lap whose combination you never try to guess because it looks like from the outside that you aren’t supposed to have all the goodies inside.

Once you go nerd,

All else, is absurd.

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