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You are Wearing Pajamas to Work

She put her cowboy boots on first and then her make up Sniffing her ample posterior was her wiener dog Mup. His brother Max looked interested from the cozy chair. But if he left his cushion, Mup would be there. She put lipstick and powder on her pretty face. She is one of their besties, corpulent woman, Grace. Her husband asked “why did you put your boots on first?” She gave him a look that was one of her worst. I mean, you are in your pajamas right? asked old Fred. The dogs knew this was a mistake. But neither said. Don’t go there with her! She is wearing that to work. Don’t be ridiculous, Grace said. Don’t be a jerk! But those are your PJ’s right? Fred said again. She flounced away as if he had committed a sin. He looked at the dogs and said “I like you the best.” He was now in the doghouse, as you could have guessed.

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