"Another party at Judy's... ach!" screamed Phil. "As if I didn't already do enough pandering to those latte-sippin, pandering (did I already soliloquize 'pandering'?) bush-u-sites. And all I have to wear is my high-chroma tuxedo! The low-chroma's at the cleaners! Damn!"
"Don't hate me because I'm still beautiful in high chroma. Hate me because my eyes are painted on, and I never blink! Never!"
2 comments:
she's lost her mind...and i'm reaping all the benefits.... where does the name of the blog come from?
This is fantastic!
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