Well, she's divorced and lonely. No wedding ring. Wants somebody in her life. A home life. She wishes she were Sally and her Harry would come along. She would make him dinner and snuggle with him at night. She tries to eat low-fat foods. She works for a travel agency. She took a free cruise last year, but she met on the were creeps. Her name is Clarissa, she played the clarinet in high school, and her favorite soap is Irish Spring.
I don't. I'm guessing. That's what makes it fun.
How did you know that?
Hmm...to Clarissa I would send a While-you're-waiting-for-Harry-be -good-to-yourself card. How about you?
Not really. I saw her hand go near her nose, like she was scratching it or something.
I would send a Don't-let-Harry -catch-you-flicking card.
Didn't you see her pick her nose? In Suncoast?
So what card would you send her?
Yeah, or something. She was picking, that's what. She was quick and sneaky. A real pro.
I'm serious. She was standing in front of the comedies. Her finger went in and when it came out there was something on it. She carried it around for a minute. And then, just as she was leaving Suncoast, when she thought nobody was looking, she flicked. I didn't see where it landed. No lie.