She came as the headless fashionista, and she was a blast at the Halloween party. They loved her. But I think she may have partied too much. She was by herself alone when everybody left. Left in the dark, she is still waiting for a taxi to get home.
S: She's sad because she has no head - maybe you should've given her a pumpkin head, Rob!
L: She partied so hard that she lost her head. Freaky!
Annie: Very nice shadows. Where did you find a mannequin with no head like that? It looks like a photo fit for a fashion magazine.
Juzno: Found her at the mall. She kept me company while my wife was trying out new clothes.
Rach: Wow a husband that takes his wife shopping; can't find many of those.
Juzno: Well it gave me opportunity to flirt with the mannequins.
Martha: He brought her headless body to the party on piggy-back. Her jealous troll boyfriend refused to see her smile and hear her laughter. He returned to his spot under the bridge and cradled her head. He's destined to remain ugly muddy and cold. She was not sad and alone for long. The taxi man picked her up. She now decorates his shower. Water is life and her clavicles make excellent soap dishes.
Juzno: Was that why her jeans shrunk? She was decorating in the shower.