I would be so very pissed if my kid dumped my potato chips and brownies off on a canned food drive without asking me. Or, really, anything of mine.
Who the hell wears a slip anymore? And I'm guessing the "cloth" the thing prints on isn't so much cloth as slightly weird paper. Or, you know. AMM has never seen a computer up close before. Which wouldn't surprise me.
Hee, I can just picture the ghostie typing it in and then going "Shit! Ann will fire me if I write that!" and changing it to "slip", possibly after using an "English to Ann M. Martin" dictionary...
Who the hell wears a slip anymore? And I'm guessing the "cloth" the thing prints on isn't so much cloth as slightly weird paper. Or, you know. AMM has never seen a computer up close before. Which wouldn't surprise me.
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It's probably because Ann doesn't want to say she was in her bra and panties. (Picture MA's reaction to THAT!)
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MA would be clutching her pearls.
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