The Mirror Doesn’t Lie
The mirror on the wall screamed, “Not you, no more.” She sadly decided no more Botox for her. She asked Grumpy to cancel her appointment.
The mirror on the wall screamed, “Not you, no more.” She sadly decided no more Botox for her. She asked Grumpy to cancel her appointment.
“Is he the one with the infection?” “No, parasites. My son is the one with the pus.” We’d been stuck in the elevator for eighteen hours.
She scribbled cartoons as the meeting dragged to its end. The local rag published the caricatures, centre page. She was fired.
Alice followed a White Rabbit with a shiny watch. She found him; he clocked time with her. Now she’s late and the White Rabbit has vanished.
Red words: Occupied. Oops, too late!
Bill was sure he had won his struggle with the doppelgänger, but washing the blood off his hands, he saw an unfamiliar birthmark on his arm.