To Purchase Perception

In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit.

J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit

As soon as she walked in, she felt the tension…

… this fat suit was much tighter than the last.


Everything about her was a lie…

…from the peroxide blonde hair and pouty lips to the perky breasts and butt implants.
He was disappointed in himself, how shallow had he become.
He should have sprung for the true touch model.


Mr. and Mrs. Dursley, of number four Privet Drive, were proud to say that they were perfectly normal, thank you very much.

J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone (Harry Potter, #1)

He watched, helpless, as the door closed behind her…

… He was paralysed but how could she not see the emotion overflowing in his eyes.


She had to find the necklace, before…

… the duct tape lost hold. The amulet’s magic was the only thing strong enough to keep her head fastened to her shoulders.
Although, late last night a sign appeared in the form of an infomercial which prompted this visit to the hardware store. Flex Tape now came in flesh colours.


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