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Art of Constipation
On our first serious date; he grew excited and I was primed to knock my guy off his feet. Spending hours on the right dress, all horrid Till a feathery wardrobe popped from the closet. Yes! This dress will hit the roof…top-rated; lined with plumes from neck down mid-thighs. Upstairs, my mood claimed I must stay decorated trying latest trends in beauty makeover, armed with lipsticks, false lashes and gloss shaded. The long wait made him quite frustrated so, Mom served cream pie to ease the tension. Forcing him to nap while I polish a vogue look, never wore make-up, now I was fully painted. I stepped down with new face truly elated he woke up from my “hello”, and trembled. Gee, I knew the male Richter scale zoomed 8! Flaunting my hairdo, thick with mousse… inflated. “I’m sorry, Ted, for being late, you really waited.” He froze. He croaked, as if he saw an ostrich, Squeezing his arm to ensure our date well handled! “But, I can’t go, the burps; errr..the pie,” he cited. “My tummy‘s acting up; I’m constipated!” Vienna's Smile , You're In Candid Camera by nette onclaud
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