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October 8, 2010

Mae’s rant against K.D.

It only seems fitting at this juncture in my life that I thank the one who has meant so much to me in these past couple of weeks. Believing in me and never doubting for a moment that I’d finally be freed from beneath the bed was the only bright spot in my dark hours.  I am speaking, of course, of myself! If I could kiss my own cheek in sympathy and comfort, I would.


Certainly I saw none of you people here to knock her in the head and free me. Oh, no. You just laughed at her jokes and wished her well and congratulated her on the signing of two book contracts when you know as well as I do that I’m the one with the talent and the gift. She only shoved me under the bed so I wouldn’t take over and outshine her.



Well, I am steamed. You better believe it. And I know someone with the initials Jimmy Hoffa who will be glad to help me. So there.


Ha. You just thought he was dead and buried. That is merely another example of how little you know!


 



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Published on October 08, 2010 10:19

Mae's rant against K.D.

It only seems fitting at this juncture in my life that I thank the one who has meant so much to me in these past couple of weeks. Believing in me and never doubting for a moment that I'd finally be freed from beneath the bed was the only bright spot in my dark hours.  I am speaking, of course, of myself! If I could kiss my own cheek in sympathy and comfort, I would.


Certainly I saw none of you people here to knock her in the head and free me. Oh, no. You just laughed at her jokes and wished her well and congratulated her on the signing of two book contracts when you know as well as I do that I'm the one with the talent and the gift. She only shoved me under the bed so I wouldn't take over and outshine her.



Well, I am steamed. You better believe it. And I know someone with the initials Jimmy Hoffa who will be glad to help me. So there.


Ha. You just thought he was dead and buried. That is merely another example of how little you know!


 



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September 27, 2010

It’s All About Me

Psst!


Hey, psst!


Over here.


Listen. She’s out of the room and thinks I’m still under the bed, but I sneaked out to tell you something. I’ve been reading that book she forced on me, and I have a few things to say about all the nonsense it contains.


First of all, the guy who wrote that book doesn’t–


Oh, hell’s bells, here she comes, chocolate Pepsi and all, ice tinkling in the glass like bells. I’ll just tell you later.



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Published on September 27, 2010 12:51

It's All About Me

Psst!


Hey, psst!


Over here.


Listen. She's out of the room and thinks I'm still under the bed, but I sneaked out to tell you something. I've been reading that book she forced on me, and I have a few things to say about all the nonsense it contains.


First of all, the guy who wrote that book doesn't–


Oh, hell's bells, here she comes, chocolate Pepsi and all, ice tinkling in the glass like bells. I'll just tell you later.



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Published on September 27, 2010 12:51