Ow!" Aileen suddenly hollered which earned a bark from my bedroom." Go back asleep you fat white!" Aileen shouted when I swiped the antiseptic wipe over a small cut above her eye. I hissed at her, "Leave him alone, he isn't fat. He just has a thick coat!" Aideen laughed through her hissing. "Yeah, a thick coat of blubber." I gave her a firm look. "Don't slag me baby when I'm cleanin' you up. Me finger might slip and jam into your eye.
— L.A. Casey
Alec
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