Cinderella and I were separated by this feeble inoperative door...

My Mom and Lady Fixit were on a mission...
Sister1: "Now you stay away from that boy! He is not to be trusted!"
Blom: "But I spent 10 hours in the car with him?"
Sister2: "No matter! This is when he may strike!"
Blom: "I think he's a bit dru..."
Sister1: "No matter! He is incorr....untrustworthy!"
Blom: "I don't think so...really, thanks for your concern, but I'll take care of myself?"
Sister2: "Whoooo! At your own peril, I tells you!"





