I met up with Patty recently. She had a package for me. I was touched. How sweet of her to get me a Christmas present.
I pulled back the tissue paper and reached in to take out the gift. I screamed and did a Turkish tap dance. I wiped my hand repeatedly on my skirt whilst screaming my horror!
There, lying in the bottom of the bag, was a tail. Yes, my friends, a tail. Sick, sick, sick! My friend Patty is no longer my friend. I could not get over my absolute revulsion. She could not get over an acute case of the giggles.
After I had calmed down and had taken a closer look, it became clear that the tail had been rudely chopped off from a defenseless stuffed animal. While I was vastly relieved, I am also concerned about Patty's disturbed mental state.
She had best watch out because I am determined to top her! Yes, my dear Patty, you had best be on your guard. I can be sneaky too! (Not to mention that I have a blog with which I have no qualms about using you as my main character! There is power in the pen!)
Merry Christmas All!
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