Note for Romeo, Left on the Counter of Pixie Dust
DEAR FANCY-TALKING BOY WHO IS VERY PRETTY AND WORKS AT MY STORE:
I am going home!!! The funny-smelling pirate says I can come watch the stupid Peter-boy die. Maybe he caught a Wendy-bird, too! YAY!
Please tell the gay boy who is so pretty and stupid and the British girl who is wonderfully bitchy and slutty that they can keep working here. You can, too! You'll be Manager except give yourself a prettier job title than that. I don't have time to think of one. If I'm late, I'll miss it!!!
Give yourself a raise and please promise me that you will only hire people who are chic and bitchy and fabulous. And that you will burn all of the terrible and ugly clothes. Oooh, and give the other two raises, while you're at it. Hooray!!!
Gotta run! Wish me luck!!!
I am going home!!! The funny-smelling pirate says I can come watch the stupid Peter-boy die. Maybe he caught a Wendy-bird, too! YAY!
Please tell the gay boy who is so pretty and stupid and the British girl who is wonderfully bitchy and slutty that they can keep working here. You can, too! You'll be Manager except give yourself a prettier job title than that. I don't have time to think of one. If I'm late, I'll miss it!!!
Give yourself a raise and please promise me that you will only hire people who are chic and bitchy and fabulous. And that you will burn all of the terrible and ugly clothes. Oooh, and give the other two raises, while you're at it. Hooray!!!
Gotta run! Wish me luck!!!