This woman gave birth to a purse. A designer purse, Dolce&Gabbana, real luxury, but you know, not a baby. The doctors ooohed and aaaahed. "Congratulations on your beautiful new purse!" the pediatrician said, handing it over to the mother, "Such a fabulous color!"
Well, a purse is still a kid, even if it is a purse. The purse was empty, except for those freshness packets. At night purse would cry. They didn't know what to feed it. Dad started buying things to put in it. Chocolates, phones, rings, cigarettes, magazines, what else do girls put in there?
"What school should it go to?" Mom would ask, cradling the Italian leather, "What instrument should it play?" "What languages should it learn?" "Koocheeekooocheekooo!"
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