storytime:
a
san francisco fairy tale
Once
upon a time there was a little bitty Puff who lived in a big-ass marble
palace.
She was a happy Puff but her tushie
was often too cold, what with her short, short skirt and all that marble.
Sometimes, she would stand there and shiver so hard that her little pillbox
hat would fall off of her elaborately stacked hair and onto the cold floor.
Then, as if by magic, a big satin pillow
came wafting down from the heavens and settled next to our little Puff!
"At last!" she exclaimed. So she sat down on her tuffett and warmed
up her muffett and told the cold marble floor that it could stuffit.
"A tuffett for my muffett!!!!"