where? oh, where have you gone, my dear black shirt? how have i lost thee? now that all of my dirty laundry is clean and put away, your absence is even more apparent. if you had wanted a different warm body to show you off, i would have taken the rejection well. but your mysterious disappearance is worrying. i am saddened by this loss, for you had grown quickly to favored status. i shall mourn you for quite some time. or until i find you hidden somewhere in plain sight.
today i spoke to a Mrs. Alcock and a Mr. Toothaker. in one day. jackpot! RKT and i decided that her new slogan would be inspired by the bravery of my dear friend Mrs. Alcock: "Alcock, all the time." clever, right? i think so. do you get it? it's a double entendre, a sexual innuendo. ha. i'm so funny. gosh i hope Mr. Toothaker is a dentist...
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