| Humor Flash Fiction posted August 9, 2020 |
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The dress
High-class
by Iza Deleanu
Oh, man whoever invented the dress deserves the death penalty.
My mom says I am a young lady now, and I have to ditch my rapper disguise. My pink MC Hammer pants are so 80s! Now I am going to be part of the nobility.
I am to dress in this horrible fluffy dress, and honestly, I look like a buffoon. Screw this!
I am going to wear my loose t-shirt and my favorite pants and tell her in front of her pretentious high-class club of fake manners, botox rejuvenated faces, and plastic molded body parts:
- Can't touch this!
100 Word Flash Fiction contest entry
Oh, man whoever invented the dress deserves the death penalty.
My mom says I am a young lady now, and I have to ditch my rapper disguise. My pink MC Hammer pants are so 80s! Now I am going to be part of the nobility.
I am to dress in this horrible fluffy dress, and honestly, I look like a buffoon. Screw this!
I am going to wear my loose t-shirt and my favorite pants and tell her in front of her pretentious high-class club of fake manners, botox rejuvenated faces, and plastic molded body parts:
- Can't touch this!
My mom says I am a young lady now, and I have to ditch my rapper disguise. My pink MC Hammer pants are so 80s! Now I am going to be part of the nobility.
I am to dress in this horrible fluffy dress, and honestly, I look like a buffoon. Screw this!
I am going to wear my loose t-shirt and my favorite pants and tell her in front of her pretentious high-class club of fake manners, botox rejuvenated faces, and plastic molded body parts:
- Can't touch this!
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