Story Post 1.0

Ariel never had a friend. She wears green galoshes and hasn't a penny to put it in one. Haven't heard? Boy you ain't never heard. This one lack a self suffiecency test. She can't do shit really, no one ever taught her. But its all her fault, poor bastard never even got a chance to know that those green galoshes are really alligator skins from the 16th century quite unlike the present editions of luxery. She walks precisely as she means to, with toes pointed outward and tose pinched, hips discharged and elbos leaking of oil. She hates ants, they don't stop eating her food off the floor. She doesn't know that they are actually multiplying. She goes on holy roller coasters, waiting fro the climax. She never makes it. She alsways gives up because she thinks she's about to die.