Mermaids

We’re mermaids. Mermaids are exceptions to No Shave November, as Annabelle kindly reminded me and our mermaid sisters last night in a text. Thanks Annabelle. King Triton is the exception to the mermaid exception.

Annabelle and I have a friend. She’s not a mermaid. But she’s pretty. She’s also pretty mean. But she is our friend anyway. We hate each other. Nevertheless, we invited her to post on our blog. Who knows if she ever will. She probably thinks she is too cool for us. Since she hasn’t yet come up with her code name, I will refer to her in this post as “her”. “Her” and I made a to-do list. We decided that if everyone listened to us and did things our way, they would be so much happier. I know, that’s Satan’s plan. We’re working on some revisions so it won’t be.

… (that’s a substitute Annabelle came up with for another individual who doesn’t have a code name)

... finally told me and “her” who ponytail girl is. Not who we were expecting. “Her” guessed who it was a long time ago, but … is a good liar and we trusted him when he denied it. For all we know, he could still be lying.

Dear “her”, I hope this is enough motivation for you to come up with a name for yourself. I’m sick of typing quotation marks when I refer to you. I also think you should post here sometime. We invited you because you are our friend, and your stalking skills exceeded my expectations. Join us.

Dear Annabelle, we need a better name for…

--Rita