Some days I have to ask myself where I work. I have to check my business cards to see if I really work here. I looked at my check stub and thought they pay me lots of money to work with the baby chicks. Here at Chickenhead University we have plenty of sights for your viewing pleasure. Lots of pseudo artists and designers who always dress in high fashion, from Prado to Cucci (No I did not spell them wrong). But today was especially amusing to me. Quantanisha (or whatever her name is) was Tyra Banks-ing down the hallway, weave flowing, fur boots shedding, lip gloss gleaming without a care in a the world. I looked at my watch to see if it was 10 am or pm because suddenly I felt like I was in a club. As I glanced back at Nisha (I had to shorten it), I saw something strange in her makeup. Her eyelashes were abnormally long and as I looked closer I noticed that one of her eyelashes was leaving her face. You see the fake eyelash was caught on the fake hair blocking her view through her fake hazel eyes. But the fur high heel boots never missed a a step. I shook my head and guffawed as I walked in the opposite direction. No I could not possibly make this stuff up. And yes , I get paid to work with these chicks (Pun intended).
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