05 July 2012

Part 6: far too sexy

She felt her inner sanity slip through her fingers and she was powerless to stop those tiny granules with her clumsy hands. Her hands flung up and waved in terror as she ran in a circle screaming, maybe someone would come save her from herself, perhaps that friendly looking T-Rex in that fancy hat?
“Oh my GAWD! I’ve lost it!” Her enthusiasm for the circle and waving hands reinstituted itself. The ground was littered with the beginnings of winters’ first snowfall, perhaps it was a bad idea to have chosen a house so far up in the mountains. But this thought was not her own, it was the thought of reason and good sense, which she had very little of at this time.
Dropping her bag and keys she proceeded to run in dread towards the all too quiet road. Her neighbours had gone away for the weekend so she was alone. She stopped and heard this voice, the voice that said there is nobody around, and the voice that said nobody is gonna hear you..... sing!
“I”M TO SEXY FOR MY SHIRT TO SEXY FOR MY SHIRT SO SEXY IT HURTS!” strutting down the road she advanced into unzipping her winter coat, because her shirt was underneath it.

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