“What’s wrong Alice?”
“I dunno Rennay, following the plum is meant to be about where I pursue the flesh and ripen as a sexual object but my puffed sleeves are so big now that I feel like I’m about to explode.
“If you’d just paint nipples on ‘em, like I suggested”.
“I think I’d better go and do the groceries, I’ve been putting it off.”
There was always OCD
“OH YES! I’ve always colour-co-ordinated the towels but it has been difficult finding 856 colours inthe end the last child had to have white.”
Her eyebrows were pencil thin so now she had a leg to stand on at playgroup.
For some reason Alice was not opening up like a telescope.
Keep your hands out of pockets and you won’t go blind!
She was a cold fish whilst there were chores to be done.
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