"uhh, okay...?!" was my reply.
She ripped apart a random duvet that she found upstairs in the shop and had me stuffing tights with the destroyed duvet in the middle of the shop. Many customers came and went with odd looks on their faces as we dressed the new legs in socks and shoes and put a stripey dress over a fat cushion. I had to leave before it was finished but when I went back to the charity shop earlier today for my two hours I saw this:
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| Pretty scary, huh?? |
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