mushroom

Georgina had the blues– being a mushroom is tough.  First,  they keep you in the dark and feed you, well, you know,  and then for her  to get knocked over so that all the boy mushrooms can see what’s under her skirt, well, where did the indignities end?  When you take a second ( that’s all you really have when you’re a mushroom) to think that your whole life is over in two days, it all seemed just a little much.  And, “Good luck,” she thought, trying to find affordable health coverage on the Obamacare  exchanges in time.   . . . .  David, Sf.G.