Dorothy Rewritten

For some reason, and I know that this is really twisted, but I imagined my ex-boss today as Dorothy in Oz. This was prompted by seeing him in his shorts with his stick-thin white legs hanging out of the end. In this version his shorts were the ruby slippers and to get anywhere you slap your thighs together three times. I know this is wierd, but the heat had been frying my brains all day and the weirdness had to manifest somehow — this was how it chose in my case to display itself.

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