An inedible stew of visual lunacy much of which I concocted with my own three hands.
Phylis dreamed of the "Big Time" like her friends had. All of them had move out to Alamogordo NM. and none had ever written.They must lead such exciting lives he thought. All Phylis had was those strange late night visits when the Janitor took her and Jannette from Bathing Suits into the back room storeroom. At least he always cleaned her up after wards.
HA ! With his slop bucket no doubt.
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