Millie auctioned off her youthful diaries.
‘They are silly things which concern me no more. I’ve grown up.’
A week later, the buyer, a millionaire with a hat, sent her the payment, $568,000.
Millie purchased drawing paper, pencils, Mars bars, and a blank diary.
Millie began writing a new diary.
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(Millie happens to be a ‘neo-noir writer & illustrator. Find out more about her.)
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You know, I couldn’t help connecting “millionaire WITH A HAT” and “MARS bars”! Haha!
Nice job.
Let us wait for Millie’s reaction, which may take a few days, I think.
Of course.
You did not!
But you did.
I’ll spend a few dollars on paper, pencils, and $67,950 on a lifetime supply of Mars Bars.
The rest I will invest into a pimped out diamond-encrusted diary drenched in revitalizing Phoenix’s blood. The last attribute being symbolic, of course.
Yay!
Oliver Colors, whose biography I am now writing down for posterity, knows a certain lady in possession of a Phoenix feather.
PS: I would urge against the procurement of Mars bars. As I have already said, chocolate mars the tooth. And Millie, at her age, must have sharp teeth if she is to pursue a career in neo-noir writing and illustration. To tear the critics.
I love this! I’m not sure I’ve gotten the internal joke, though.
Dearest Jessica,
I am not sure about the internal joke.
Only trying to catch Millie’s attention.
One must be industrious.
Lol. This made me laugh! Clever you are, dear hatted boy!
Haha! When Oliver becomes immortal, the millionaire with a hat may purchase anything he likes!
The first thing he shall purchase will be a present for aunt Alarna. A Tasmanian devil, or a kangaroo perhaps. Or better yet that machine for annihilating plastics. 😉
That’s the way to do it!
You like Mars bars..?
Not really. But Millie does, I think!