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Who you are is who you feel you are inside. Even if you are also still a shaggy space-yak.
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Contemplating their situation, Audri said, “at least we’ve escaped the Tithoronian authorities.” Thinking about that, Val said, “yes, Audri, you’re totally right. Chins up. We should focus on the bright side. At least we’ll have a safe place to work and exist for now.” Then Val squinched her eyes and balled her fists and said, “except that it’s all so horrible! We’re so screwed!” Yelling at Val to reassure her, Audri said, “bright side, Val. Remember the bright side. Hey, we have each other in all this, right? At least we know who each other are. I’m Audri, a human woman. And you’re Val, also a human woman. Although I do identify as a bit gender-queer.” Annoyed and checked out of the conversation, Val said, “we’re roly-poly mops with tails.” Audri replied in long lip noises, “huuuumannn laaaadieees! Just two cis human women having fun in space!” Val said, “with eyes the size of dinner-plates!”
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Following Val’s comment, I shall bite think of them as Flopsy and Mopsy … hasn’t copyright run out on those names?
Beatrix Potter died in 1943, meaning that indeed her work fell into the public domain on the first of January 2014.
Wouldn’t it be fun to get back to earth and discover that they are six inches long?
Girls with eyes the size of dish-plates just want to have fun.
“Dish-plates”? I’ve heard of dinner plates but not dish-plates. ??
@Nomi, huh. Neither have I. I have no idea why that’s what my fingers typed, and how I missed it during edit. Thank you! Fixed!
To be fair, “Roly-poly mops with tails” describes most Earth mammals.
I can’t wait to see how this is all going to play out in next year’s taxes. Talk about another science-fiction epic!