Shall I, Like, Compare You …

Jeesh no – you can’t compare me to a frickin’ summer’s day – are you bonkers? Summer’s just too bloomin’ sweaty … damn – one sec – just got one of those little flies stuck in me ketchup! Hold on.

Yeah, got the little bugger. Can’t a girl just eat her chips in peace without-

Now what you blathering on about? I’m lovely and more what?!

Eh? Temperate? What’s that mean then?

You’re kidding me. Do I strike you as being reasonable? Does this voice sound like reasonable to you? Nutter.

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