Dear Lady with the Big Fat Purse:
What the fuck do you keep in there?
As I watched you lug that monstrosity around my place of business today I was amazed that you:
- aren't crippled up from the shear weight of whatever it is you are dragging around,
- haven't been searched by the Immigration authorities for smuggling in a family of refuges,
- think you need to have whatever it is you have in there, in quantities that I can't possibly fathom.
I was still in shock when I witnessed you climb into a vehicle that seemed to be only half the size of your purse, and successfully shift that weight into the passenger seat.
That's when it hit me:
You must have a small Black Hole in there, which can compress space and time and therefore can hold all the shit you can possibly need, yet still be able to fit into a modern-day car. It all makes sense.
Except for one thing:
Why does it have to be teal green? What the fuck is up with that? A Black Hole I can understand, but teal? Really?