Psych sketch #13

by SpittleRattle

Dressed my best for the revolution – my Rad Glads.  Abracadabra.  The mirror winks at me, cockily.  Haughtily, I’m filling myself up with bluster, mustering my miracles and wonders into a cluster.  I strike a yoga pose, hold it.  Tell me I’m not an utter nutter.

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