Mrs Island luck wants to be a Mannequin now
Mrs Island luck wants to be a Mannequin now
“I’m so tired of being a human. I wish I was born a mannequin. No more worrying about paying for my hair, my makeup, my clothes. No more having to deal with people’s crap on this government job in road traffic. I just want to stand there in someone’s shop window and look pretty. It’s so damn hot today, Anyway!
I know what you’re thinking. “But mannequins don’t have feelings.” Well, I’m not so sure about that right now in all this heart in the parking lot. I mean, I’ve seen some mannequins that look pretty damn sad. And I’m sure they’re feeling pretty lonely, too.
So, if you’re a mannequin reading this, know that you’re not alone. There’s a young woman in who lives in Rock Crusher Nassau Bahamas who wishes she was you right now, instead of being outside in all this heat dealing with these stupid Bahamian people car’s.
And if you’re a human reading this, know that I’m dead serious about wanting to be a mannequin. Cause it would be pretty cool, right?” I could look pretty and still be as dumb as a box of rock’s. Or I can just be a sex blowup doll, that would be exciting.
I wonder if His Excellency Hon. Sebastian Bastian my boo, boo, love of my dreams would put me in the front window of Island luck or may have taken me on his family world tour to Cairo to see the pyramids too if I was a Mannequin?
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We think that it’s time to check yourself in to Sandelands Rehabilitation Center now Mrs. Yeah gone 2 far!


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