‘Sheila and Elizabeth were talking about you yesterday’.
Hardly a conversation opener one wants to have first thing in the morning. But I could see that this was going to be had, so I braced myself as I asked my Sharer of Information.
‘They were talking about the way you dress’.
‘Well, they were saying that for such a small girl, you’re always wearing tight and revealing clothes. That you should dress in such a way as to not show how small you are’.
I think I should point out here that Sheila and Elizabeth aren’t the tiniest of birds. Wink.
‘Really? They think I’m too revealing of my small and girlish size, eh?’
I excused myself to go and look for some shits to give. Failing to find them, I returned to Sharer of Information.
‘Did you tell Sheila and Elizabeth to go to hell for me?’