jimjams of doom

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Jim JamsPink.   They shout Charlotte across my chest.

Following me home from a tourist shop in the steamy southern US city several years ago.   They continue to lure me into long undressed Sunday mornings, afternoons, evening.   Blurring the edges between day and night.   The baggy track-suit-like pants could cover the nether-regions of a fat person.   Down my hips they slide, jostling to trip me up on the decidedly dangerous Wendy House stair-ladder.

Can I escape their clutches?

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  1. Scarlet writes:

    Are you holding a giant chocolate malteser in this pic?
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  2. Tim writes:

    I fear you may have been captured by a US version of a kiddie friendly re-make of a 60’s classic ‘The Prisoner’, where have you have been re-cast as either a friendly giant, or the props department have left the production team down. Do not fear Disney would never let the heroine die, but you may have to say some really cheesy dialogue over the next day or so.

    Further by any T-mobile colour chart that is definitely magenta.

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  3. JamesNT writes:

    If you think you are in the enthrallment of Charlotte, wait until you try Duke or Carolina!

    JamesNT

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  4. Nicky writes:

    sounds like a clear case of street camoflage. The track suit bottoms are NOT your colour

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