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Wednesday, 21 August 2013

A date with a masked crusader




‘Rapunzel, Rapunzel, throw down your hair’
Rapunzel sighed, gave one last look at ‘Mr  Honest, True and never hurt you’ 
profile and went to the window. Without thinking she opened her window and let down her hair. 
A gentle tug turned into a snatch and when Rapunzel actually looked at
who was climbing she saw an old Ninja Mutant Turtle.
‘Stop! You are not Donatello. Who are you?’
The old man stopped and looked up, ‘oh I am he Rapunzel, just a few years have gone by since those profile pics. ‘ He began to climb again.
Now Rapunzel was not a needy woman but she was fed up of chameleons, she reached behind her and grabbed a pair of scissors from her sewing basket. Taking a deep breath she sliced off her hair releasing Donatello into the 
pyracantha below.
Pulling the double glazed window to, she sighed, turned to the mirror, funked up her new short hair and went back to see if she could find her leading man amongst the players.