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The infamous author Ms Née spent a worthless hour of her life reading wasted amounts of words from the mockery industry. I wonder what those two girls have done to deserve so much flak. They’re really putting in an effort to make them look like trashy honky-tonk gals. Who’s the person behind all this? Hmm, a woman sprinkling her texts with excerpts from a randomly chosen variety of literature, where she always gets portrayed in the most favorable way. Such snobbery, she decided. Intellectual snobbery that is.
The texts are not really working. There is no direction, apart from the bad Ms Jenny/Ms Ruby theme which everything is revolving around. It’s like being hangover reading George Orwell’s Animal Farm.
Ms Née sighed and poured herself some more sweet iced tea with fresh lemon. There’s gotta be some sort of conflict here, she said to her old cat. What is that conflict? The cat offered nothing in response but a real quick stroll across her keyboard. Usually he spent at least five minutes to cross, so this was an improvement from his standard ways.
Self esteem issues? What say you, cat? The cat just stared at her. He thought all of this was dumb and that Ms Née rather ought to start minding her own business.
The texts are not really working. There is no direction, apart from the bad Ms Jenny/Ms Ruby theme which everything is revolving around. It’s like being hangover reading George Orwell’s Animal Farm.
Ms Née sighed and poured herself some more sweet iced tea with fresh lemon. There’s gotta be some sort of conflict here, she said to her old cat. What is that conflict? The cat offered nothing in response but a real quick stroll across her keyboard. Usually he spent at least five minutes to cross, so this was an improvement from his standard ways.
Self esteem issues? What say you, cat? The cat just stared at her. He thought all of this was dumb and that Ms Née rather ought to start minding her own business.
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