They went into the dressing room. That's

They went into the dressing room. That's when the AXE men's body spray fell on the crowd. She reached down to get it and he kneed her in the chest. She flew back into the mirror

but instead of shattering, it bent and then consumed her. She found herself in a dark reflection of her own reality, but felt terrific. Her life had been awful back there, but now

things were looking up. The reflected world was silent, but she could talk and sing; the people were flat, and she had dimension. She was a goddess, and

throngs of flat folk enfolded her. Silently, they lilted to her tune, to the depth of her tone, to her 3 glorious dimensions. But who could she find in this 2D world who could

decipher the 4th dimension clue? It really was a rotten trick her sister had played on her, banishing her to the world of 2D where she was subject of adulation and recipient of

false praise like, "She's really deep!" No, the 4th dimension clue of the clock did not help her rejoin the 3rd dimension. Thereafter, she never understood Grover's "Near / Far"

speak in badly dubbed Tagalog.

Where was that darned translator anyways? Just then I found the Tagalog-Dubb dictionary and realized it was so badly done after all. I got up from my bean bag chair, leaving other

remnants of Chips-Ahoy and self respect with it and called in for reinforcements. Hi Mom? Got a question for ya...