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Hey, Daddy!   2 comments

Hey, listen to my story ’bout a gal named Daisy Mae
Lazy Daisy Mae
Her disposition is rather sweet and charming
At times alarming, so they say
She has a man who’s tall dark handsome, large and strong
To whom she used to sing this song

Hey, Daddy
I want a diamond ring
Bracelets and everything
Daddy, you oughta get the best for me

Hey, Daddy, gee
Don’t I look great in sables?
Clothes with Paris labels?
Daddy, you oughta get the best for me

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Duty Shift

Duty Shift

Why, oh why, didn’t I put on a frackin’ watch when I got dressed for that date?  And, of course, I never asked him for the time, either…until fifteen minutes before I was supposed to report for shift.

Thank the gods I did that much, at least.  Otherwise, I’d be beaming up from right there in the restaurant.  Oh, wouldn’t that be great for the career!  This is bad enough as it is; not only am I on duty for the next four hours in high heels, but I swear I heard someone call me “Lieutenant Cinderella” as I shot through the tram station outside the command center….

Sigh.

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Posted October 29, 2015 by Harper Ganesvoort in Humor

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