ONE YEAR LATER
AGE: 2
I tie my hair up in a quick messy bun and drink my Starbucks from last year that i forgot about. I'm going to Walmart to buy some clothes. I decide to wear my favourite unicorn shirt and galaxy leggings. Then i drive to Walmart in my Mickey Mouse plastic car. I was just shopping when suddenly i see the shadow of the same tall sexy man i saw last you. LORD FARTQUARD. He looks up into my deep brown orbs and smirks. "You 18 yet?" He asks, biting his crusty lip that is really in need of some vasiline. I want to be sassy so i say "no you fat fuck. I'm two years old. And here, take my lolly lip balm because it looks like you need it." I throw my unicorn lolly lip balm into his greasy black bowl cut and cat walk away.
