Which face is better?
Rissa asks. At bedtime.
“Pardon?”
“Which face? If you had to rate them?”
“This?” She does her best impersonation of a bucktoothed gopher with a cold.
“This?” She looks like she’s been hit in the head with a shovel at her left jawline – lips all askew across her face.
“This?” She sticks her tongue out slightly and rolls her eyes back in her head.
“Or THIS.” She puff out her cheeks like she a blowfish – eyes wide and glassy.
“You are so weird.”
“Yes, but which is better? You need to rate them on a scale of 1 to 4. 4 being the best and 1 being the worst. Oh wait – plus there’s this one too!” She drops her jaw, scrunches her nose and crosses her eyes.
“On a scale of 1 to 4? But there are five faces now!”
“Yes. Plus there’s SEVEN! THE GOLDEN MONKEY!“
“Who ARE you?”
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