Too much JERRY SPRINGER
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A few nights later, when Chloe was sitting at a little gold dressing table her grandmother had given her, brushing her long auburn hair, she suddenly caught Gregory’s eye in the mirror and smiled. He gave her an evil, gap-toothed grin.
Her heart raced with surprised anticipation. “Have we been watching too much Jerry Springer again?” she asked, teasingly. Unless she missed her guess, they were about to play one of Gregory’s latest role-playing games, “Evil Redneck.” If she hadn’t found that tape, it wouldn’t bother her. She even used to enjoy his inventiveness.
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A few nights later, when Chloe was sitting at a little gold dressing table her grandmother had given her, brushing her long auburn hair, she suddenly caught Gregory’s eye in the mirror and smiled. He gave her an evil, gap-toothed grin.
Her heart raced with surprised anticipation. “Have we been watching too much Jerry Springer again?” she asked, teasingly. Unless she missed her guess, they were about to play one of Gregory’s latest role-playing games, “Evil Redneck.” If she hadn’t found that tape, it wouldn’t bother her. She even used to enjoy his inventiveness.
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posted by Hobbes at 6:37 PM
4 Comments:
Those games can sometimes go awry with really devastating results.
You sound like the voice of experience, T&I. Wonder what stories Dusty could tell on you!
WHAT????????!!!!!!!!!
Hahaha, Lula!
This seems to be headed in a bad direction.
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