"I'm here and I'm freaking fabulous! What's for breakfast?" she said as she plonked her ass down on the chair.
Oh for the love of fucking god....
"Plastic toast" replied Barbie before she spoke too soon.
"Like, ewwww! Toast and carbs are totally bad for you!" Midge shrilled, as she cocked her head to the left side. "Why the hell are you eating that?"
Before Barbie had the chance to speak, Skipper stepped in....
"Apparently, it's all we have" she said "but I don't believe her for a second! I just know we had some bacon and eggs around here"
Skipper began to rumage through the plastic 50's fridge....2 bottles of cola, bottle of wine and a loaf of bread....not the bacon and eggs she was looking for.
"It's not here!" she cried and ran out of the room.
Midge looked confused, "What's like, up with her? Was I too fabulous?"
"Just shut up and eat the plastic toast" Barbie sighed "It's all we've got"
"Can't stop to eat now" Midge replied heading for the door "I've got places to be in this fabulous hat!"
With that, Midge skipped out the door.
Once more Barbie was left thinking about that ugly shirt. The shirt certainly had something to do with the strange goings on this morning. She just couldn't put her finger on it......