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| By Leo | ||||||||||||||||
| 07 September 2006 | ||||||||||||||||
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After writing '3 steps' i felt that i should work on something a bit more 'pink and fluffy' I could probably get done by trading standards for just posting this on 'great writing' Its just some fun Pink and fluffy 1‘Pink’ was an international singing star. Not bad for a little girl from Pennsylvania. She now had a clutch of multi-million selling albums, a handful of grammies and $40 million in the bank. Yes she was doing ok. Behind closed doors she got chance to be an ordinary girl. She would curl up on the sofa with a box of chocolates and watch movies. Simple pleasures. And of course there was Fluffy, he had been with her through thick and thin. He never asked her for money. He never judged her. He just curled up on the floor and was content sniffing his bum and slobbering. Simple pleasures. She loved him completely. Over the past few weeks, his legs had started giving out. It was expected at his age. Some nights she came home to find little puddles all over the house. He’d stopped eating the food she left out. She was coming to terms with the fact he was on the way out. And then it finally happened. She came home today and found him dead on the kitchen floor. His head stuck through the cat flap. She cried her eyes out, as she stroked his inert form. She had to do the right thing, so she got the sit-on lawn mower out of the garage, hooked up the trailer and then delicately placed the frail body in in the back She drove across the grounds, over to the rose beds She dug a big hole and placed him in it. After throwing his favourite toys in with him, she covered him in earth and said goodbye. It was so sad. She would really, really miss her granddad. Pink and fluffy 2Walter Perkins was a self made man. His parents were simple folks who instilled in him the work ethic. He dropped out of school and ducked and dived. It was all about making the most of the opportunities that life gave you. A little bit of this and a little bit. He was always looking for the ideal product. And then he found it. Beauty products. Specifically specialist hair-care products. That was where the money was. The market research said it was all about products that delivered ‘clusters of benefits’. His latest product was a hair dye that also bulked and softened the hair fibre. It was a winner. It flew off the shelves. The vivid colours gave everyone the opportunity to express their personality. Old age pensioners, road-diggers and even school children were buying it. They all loved it. As he drove his Porsche through Piccadilly Circus he gazed up at the 100 ft high image of the model running her fingers through the shock of cerise hair. Men, women and children stood blocking the road, staring up at the electric image, slack jawed. Yes this pubic hair dye was where it was at. The strap line just tripped off the tongue: ‘Now that special person can experience the end of the rainbow, on the end of their nose…’ Pink and fluffy 3It was a piglet with a curly tail that oinked when you pulled it. ‘Makin bacon’ was embroidered on its flank. The tag said ‘looking forward to lots more practice!!’ All my love Darren x x x x x She must have loved it, because she kept it in her handbag. Probably showing all the girls at work. He spotted it when he was looking for a pen. When she got out of the shower he would have to let her know he had noticed. He couldn’t resist, he stared through the frosted glass from the door way as she soaped herself. She was so beautiful. Top to toe, bow to stern. He was so lucky. He loved every square inch and could eat every scrummy morsel. Yum yum yum The problem was, that his name was Pete. Darren was the new surveyor in the office. He was the flash prick with the BMW. People were probably whispering behind his back this very moment, and as a proud man he just had to stop her embarrassing him. Permanently. He withdrew the filleting knife... Pink and fluffy. He poured her liver from the blender and took an enormous mouthful. Yum yum yum. Now she was his forever…
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