I think I’m in love…

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This is an excerpt from a story written by a very special girl who writes in a very special place.

…….She posed in the mirror, admiring her work…….

The Barbie Dreamhouse tiarra sparkled crookedly, illuminated by a string of mangled Christmas lights. They were from the first husband she poisoned; he was near complete decomposition under the back porch. Just a little while longer, she mused, and I can use those thighbones for stock……

daphne adjusted it so that it stood straight. The dandruff helped keep it in place.

(You’ll have to scroll down into the comments area to read the full story)

 The rest of you perverts need to back off,  she’s mine!

Howleykook!

2 Comments

  1. 49 says:

    I’d be scared if I were you!!!

  2. howleykook says:

    naw bra. dis ones a honey. big n bold. sassy n assy. ya mon!

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