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Yeppers. I like the Oakridge Brothers.. and the Statler's, too. And its Roper Red (is that what you called it?), not bright like Nancy. But apparently I wear black boots. I have been informed of this. It's okay, really, 'cause I like 'em. Like 'em best, I reckon. So it'll be black ones, probably the same style as the ones I have but that don't pinch my toes. Don't ask how I have come to know I am staying with black boots. I don't ask anymore. Somethings just are, ya know. It'd be like trading loves. Dance with the one who brung ya. By tomorrow I have to have An Outfit. I'm treating a friend to this fancy bash, some clothes designer that's way famous. I have no idea, of course, but I do know I need An Outfit. I'm a wreck, 'cause I don't know where I can shop around here for what I need in my size. And I'm not at all sure work is ready for me to stroll in in my classic-cut suit, repleat with leather tie and tie-tack, and my now-short hair slicked back just right. Should be interesting. I gotta remember to bring my grin and good humor. |
