It's Sweetnesday!
Someone had a wild party or something...
The Sweetie Spa was knocked sideways!
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| Me: "Dudette! What the hey...?" |
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| Sweetie: "No problems here...move along!" |
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| Sweetie: "Okay, fine...you may straighten my Spa, peasant!" Me: *bowing* "As you wish, Your Majesty" Sweetie: "And never call me Dudette again; remember, I have murder mitts!" Me: "Your forbearance is appreciated, Ma'm." Me: *backs out of the room* |
