Lenore wanted to go shopping. She talked me into it by offering to buy me a proper British outfit. She must make a lot of money in the book industry. But I guess with a client as successful as me…We went to Lillywhite’s because they had a sale. Lenore bought me a charcoal gray coat with belt buckles all over it that didn’t do anything but make me look like a twonk. Ah well, it only cost four pounds. She also got me some knock-off trainers for seven pounds, gaudy bling, and plastic shades. She really has an eye for deals. She didn’t buy anything for Burbank, though. I donated my old trainers to him in case he wants to make some more art, which he will.
I'm very photogenic.
Dear Burbank,
ReplyDeleteI donated my shoes to you? I don’t remember that. Did you go through my trash?
--Milo