U can't sell a wife for 20kr and let your friends starve.

Well, I just came back from fashion studies mixed with a beautiful picture, black and white, make amazing contrasts. My favorite combination of colors, ironically black and white are not colors. Coco used them gracefully, so much elegance. The movie Coco, Coco avant Chanel. A bit slow, but the pictures amused me. Coco's looks where interesting 4 the eye, I liked the why she moved her body, and the garment's, revolutionary. I'm inspired.

The wife and the slave, huh?... Scratching my head at the same time.
Should I fire them, no. I think they are interesting, different, fun. Both with a different style, I like it. I feel like I can control them better now that I am their big, bad boss.
Once I went to pick them 2 up, they had been out drinking on a monday. Both drunk laying on the sidewalk laughing like the nut cases they are. We drove past the gas station 2 buy ice cream 4 the pancakes Mrs. slave planned 2 make. Eating pancakes in the middle of the night with 2 drunken monkeys, it was interesting 4 the mind, and fun.
We used 2 eat 4 free at the café Mrs. Slave worked at. It was perfect 4 the poor, but it all ended. When the bosses found out about the big crime, and fired one of the girls. Mrs. Slave loved her job 2 much 2 risk it. Enough that shed let her poor friend starve 2 death. Exaggerating makes somethings funner to read, but where does the red line go, between a lie and exaggeration?
I used 2 drink coffee with the wife, we would exchange words, about how we spent the evening, the night b4. I'll tell her about my embarrassing moments, fun moments, moments, but mostly the embarrassing ones. Shed laugh, tell me her stuff, and life went on.