Not those legs! They're too plump. You never buy me the right legs. My sisters will laugh in my face if I go out shopping with those. Look at your neighbor's model. She gets all the shapeliest leg sets and all I get are these marked down bargain basement scratch and dent stilts with varicose veins. I've a good mind to run away from you, but how can I if you won't give me decent legs? Oh the shame of it! I remember the gal in front of me on the assembly line. She has closets full of legs. I've seen them. Sets for dancing, sets for walking the dog, even the ultra-smooth seduction deluxe, for making master's heart beat faster. And what do I get? Imitation plastic. Oh all right. Give them to me. At least they don't have six toes. I'll put them on and give you a good kick in the pants.
Story #23
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LMAO. Great way to start the day. A good chuckle. Does that make me insane? Oh well nothing new there. love and light.
I'm glad you two liked the leg story! While writing this I thought of the old science fiction radio series Dimension X (1949/1950) and episodes like "Marionettes, Inc." That series was done with a lot of charm and humor. (The radio series X Minus One repeated some of the same scripts five years later, but somehow managed to lose the charm.)
I thought it was a girl visiting her grandmother's body at the morgue and the mark on the right foot is after a string hung on the leg with a badge bearing the deceased woman's name.
K.
K: you will have to fill in for me when I go on vacation. ;-)
Listen here, young lady, when I was your age we couldn't afford leg SETS. Yes missy, I had to make do with ONE leg, and never mind that it was a handmedown from my brothers and the kneecap was chipped. I had to hop uphill to AND FROM school in the snow each and every day on that leg, and you know what? I was GRATEFUL!
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