Excerpts from the Foxy Household
Foxy and Daddy Foxy arguing about the smell of a new candle.
Dad: "It's strawberry. It smells like my milkshake."
Foxy: "Well it's raspberry."
Dad: "How do you know?"
Foxy: "Because it says so on the bottom."
Dad: "Well it smells more like raspberry than strawberry."
Foxy: "Can we just say that it smells like a red fruit?"
Dad (looking at my hair): "Like you, you mean."
While Foxy's lighting a cigarette off the gas cooker.
Mum: "Don't you have a lighter?"
Foxy: "Yes, Mum. But I just enjoy the risk of burning my face off. Lighters are so boring. I mean where's the risk? THE PASSION? THE INTENSITY?"
Mum: "There's no need to be sarcastic."
Dad: "It's strawberry. It smells like my milkshake."
Foxy: "Well it's raspberry."
Dad: "How do you know?"
Foxy: "Because it says so on the bottom."
Dad: "Well it smells more like raspberry than strawberry."
Foxy: "Can we just say that it smells like a red fruit?"
Dad (looking at my hair): "Like you, you mean."
While Foxy's lighting a cigarette off the gas cooker.
Mum: "Don't you have a lighter?"
Foxy: "Yes, Mum. But I just enjoy the risk of burning my face off. Lighters are so boring. I mean where's the risk? THE PASSION? THE INTENSITY?"
Mum: "There's no need to be sarcastic."