Ugly Ebay; Picasso at the We Be Bop Store

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It was a stormy night, thunder could be heard rolling off in the distance. Lightning flashed and licked the earth scorching the ground. Six feet beneath the surface something was stirring. The famous painter Picasso was struggling to be free. Smashing through his rickety coffin he clawed his way to the top. Ripping through the dirt and rocks he ached to be out. Finally, he burst into the open air!
And while the rain poured down on him, the thunder booming and the lightning cracking, he tossed his arms up into the air and shouted
"I must design a shirt!"
And it was done, and here it is for you to see.
Lillys rating: Better off dead

In a city in the Great State of Texas, in a small store called the We Be Bop, something stirred gently in the winds, something large, 4X large. Matilda jerked back involuntarily wincing as the shirt escaped from its hanger and flew towards her, enveloping her in its cool cotton embrace. The vibrant colors began writhing around her sucking into her, pulling at her soul. The horror of the moment drew out into an anguish of eternity, as to Matildas terrified disbelief the shirt pulled her into its fabric. . . leaving her [allid yellow face etched into its cool cotton print. . . as it had done to so many unfortunate objects and people before her. . . and as it would again. . somewhere in the Great State of Texas, in the We Be Bop

Willows rating: Seriously folks, 43$. We Be Bopping on out of here.