Dr Ferguson Did Not Want
- like a tiny fireman
- That’s a promise.
- stone table near the fireplace
- my fishmonger uncle
- because you had a wedding ceremony
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Dr Ferguson did not want me to put my shoes back on. This was because she had designs on my pinkie toes, and soon I was struggling mightily not to kick her in the face while she treated my left little toe like a tiny fireman searching for a way into the inferno. My toes are extremely ticklish.
“Just one scene!” I grunted through clenched teeth and a layer of nylon mesh.
“Mmm hmmm,” she replied. Then, taking my digit from her mouth she added, “That’s a promise.” I was splayed by then on the stone table near the fireplace like some poor creature my fishmonger uncle would have hacked up for chum.
Before she could go after my toes again, I asked, “Why do you want me on your show so bad anyway?”
“You’re sort of a unicorn,” she replied, “because you had a wedding ceremony — a proxy wedding ceremony — with that golden tongue of yours. Such a rarity. Our viewers are a lot like birders, or trainspotters. They’re always on the lookout to check things off their lists. This episode will be a ratings bonanza!”
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