bekah brunstetter
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the princess and the pedophile

November 1st, 2008 by Bekah Brunstetter

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Last night, my Inner child and I grabbed our Baptist hymnal, a friendly folk singer, and a disco queen / perhaps Mary Kate Olsen, and hit the town. I spent the majority of the evening resisting temptation, twirling my pigtails and pouting for pictures.

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The folk singer and the disco queen / perhaps Mary Kate Olsen made fine, respectable travelling partners as they nutured me and protecting me from the tribulations of mass transit.

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We sought solace from the hoards of Sarah Pallin’s and Michael Phelp’s and Ninja turtles at a fundraiser for Working Man’s Clothes on Christopher Street.

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Things were going swell until we encountered  a pedophile.  (Okay, it was Steve.)

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After chatting us up  and wooing us with his Lollipop ways – he insisted on escorting me home, which I allowed.

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After all, what little girl doesn’t like flowers? Or handle bar mustaches, at that?

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