We're off to see the Wizard
Sometimes I would be quite happy if my house got blown away in a tornado, Wizard-of-Oz style and I woke up in a pumpkin patch with three strange men (a tin one, a scarecrow and an oversized tabby cat) and some dwarves. I would then be allowed to wear my gorgeous red shoes every day and skip gaily up and down a yellow-brick footpath without a care in the world, except how best to avoid flying monkeys.
Life would be sweet.
Why can’t life be like a Technicolor Hollywood romp from the 30’s?
1 comment:
I understand completely. See, I want the castle, the unicorns and dragons and the long white flowing dress with the bodice that makes my waist look small and my boobs look BIG. Really big. ;)
Oh and let's not forget the knights in shining armor...;)
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