
My mother-in-law dropped by for a visit last night. Jess decided to throw this outfit on to welcome her. I should also point out that Jess does not in actuality smoke cigarettes, nor does

she condone cigarette smoking. She thinks it's gross. Also, she doesn't clean kitchens or do anything else for twenty dollars. The twenty was just a prop, and frankly, it had been a while since either of us held one. We just stuffed it in her tube-top so her mom would think we

were rich.
We always tell her that we are.
Later the three generations of my bosses danced the night away to
this jamming list.
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