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The Girls Were Middle School Mean

The girls were middle school mean. They invited a dowdy dumpy frumpy girl named Jean. They told her she would have to wear a weird hat. The weirdest you can find, one that makes you phat. Jean was thrilled to be invited to their table. She incorporated her grandmother, name of Mable. Mable made her a mushroom hat – she looked like a buffoon. It was a fancy restaurant, she looked silly in the room. The waitress figured it out and led her to her own table. She sat with her and spoke with her calmly, like Mable. Letting her know that mean girls will always be mean. But she does not have to see them again, just be her best Jean.

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