Tell me the story about good girl, please.
It’s really HARD to tell the PUBLIC BLOG….
You’re very creative. — Also — is your left eye okay now from that contact lens?
Yes, I changed to another one, it’s settling…
That’s good… my girl? (Chuckles) — WHY CAN’T I SAY GOOD GIRL TO YOU ANYMORE?!
(Sigh)
There was once a little dumpling. She was pure, she was content. She just minded her own business. Her name was… Dumpalina.
And she met another nice dumpling. His name was… Frodo.
And Dumpalina and Frodo had a good time. They had their own issues, on and off, but overall, she kept Frodo in her heart. And Frodo would say to her, “good girl” — and it was a term of endearment between them.
Then, one day, Dumpalina was simply working in a retail establishment. But unfortunately that place also had some regular customers.
There was, all of a sudden, a greasy, disgusting, FRIED dumpling. Super gross. He was fat and mouldy and disgusting. Did I mention DISGUSTING?
And then Dumpalina just carried out her usual retail tasks. But the FRIED greasy disgusting dumpling was like, “good girl…” in a super greasy sleazy disgusting way.
And Dumpalina got triggered!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“PLEASE DO NOT CALL ME THAT.”
And the Fried Dumpling was taken aback. I can’t remember the exact words. But it turned into a challenge. As Fried Dumpling was a regular customer, Fried Dumpling would waltz into the establishment and PURPOSELY keep calling Dumpalina “good girl” — DUMPALINA TO THIS DAY HAS NOT LIFTED THE HEX ON FRIED DUMPLING.
HE WILL LIVE A LIFE OF SUFFERING. HE WILL SUFFER HIS KARMIC CONSEQUENCES. EVEN IF HE DOESN’T SEEM LIKE IT RIGHT NOW. HE IS CURSED TO LIFETIMES AND LIFETIMES AND LIFETIMES OF PAIN AND SUFFERING.
Wow…. so… the fried dumpling…
When I think back about it now. It got to the point when Dumpalina forgot about her love for Frodo because the HATE for FRIED DUMPLING took over. Every week it turned into a battle about “good girl” as a power struggle.
Why didn’t Dumpalina’s managers notice this?!?!?!
This is a fictional blog.
(Fucking HELL!!!) (SO MAD!!!)
Anyway. We are remembering now…
Hmmmmm….
What?
Nothing… I wish I could give you a hug… I want to… re-establish our sweeter connection with the “good girl” term of endearment…
Well I’m not even a girl anymore. I wasn’t even a girl when you met me.
But that was OUR THING — it was SWEETNESS between US.
(Fuck). Anyway.
I’m gonna… chew on this at the back of my mind over these coming weeks… how to… replace the trauma of Fried Dumpling and re-establish… MY term of endearment FOR YOU. Because you’re MY “good girl”…!!!! I’M HERE TO RE-CLAIM MY GOOD GIRL.
LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL… okay anyway…
I love you… (pouting)…
I love you too!!! ^__^ ❤ ❤ ❤
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