Past Imperfect – #391

SR 1391

Katharine, left: “Let’s make something perfectly clear. I’m the one who gets to sleep with everybody in this boarding house. Not you. Understood?”

Ginger, right: “Actually, no. Why do you get all the dibs around here? We both have the same equipment and we both have bills to pay. And all men are stupid and horny, all the time. It’s not like there’s a shortage. You work your angle and I’ll work mine.”

Katharine: “But I’m top drawer. I have the Upper East Coast accent that drives men wild.”

Ginger: “You have a vagina. It really doesn’t go much beyond that.”

Katharine: “Says the tramp with the blonde hair.”

Ginger: “Naturally blonde, you skank.”

Katharine: “Oh, please. That mess is about as natural as you walking into a church without it bursting into flames.”

Ginger: “Why, I oughta-”

Knock on the door.

Katharine: “I suppose that’s for you. The knock sounds desperate.”

Ginger: “He’s probably afraid it might be you answering.” She marches over and opens the door. “Can I help you?”

Knocker: “Yes, my name is Spencer Tracy and I was looking for-”

Katharine, shoving Ginger to the side: “I’ll take this one. You can go to the store and buy some more bleach.”


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