Invisible Women

Thin Women 5

The woman down the hall is too much. She speaks and we laugh and we laugh until we have burned all the calories we’ve consumed that day. She tells a story, and we are hysterical. She sings a little jig and we vomit everywhere. She makes us sick she is so funny. She will be the death of us, this woman. Already, we are skeletons because of her, and there is nothing we can even do about it but laugh and laugh some more.