Miss Fit Toys.

From the Jill Schwartz Memorial Library here in the wilds of Connecticut,

this is obscure, the podcast in which I read, Julie Obscure, out loud, and comment on it as I go.

I am your host, your BFF, your consigliary, your advocate, your ally, your literary, your literary, your

mansplainer in chief chief Michael in Black. It is a delight to share this novel with

you. I am recording later I think in the day part than I have ever recorded

previously. I mean it is late here in the wilds of Connecticut it's got to be my gosh

930 in the p.m.

pajamas are on the candelabras are all lit here in the Jill Schwartz Memorial Library, casting

their flickering light upon me.

I am bathed in its golden hues. I look gorgeous. Jack Jack

my little shitty rat dog is nowhere to be found.

Actually I know where he is, I just don't want his company.

But he is separated from me by an impermeable barrier known as a wall. He can't get through it because he is so so dumb and so

short he cannot operate the door lever to enter the Jill Schwartz Memorial Library.

So I am alone here in the quietude of evening.

Perhaps some of you listen at night, huddled under your blankets, your phones, on earbuds in, listening to my melodious voice, lull you to sleep, and then make you giggle uncontrollably

because my lord am I hilarious. And we need a little laughter right now because things are in

tumult in the world of Sue Bridehead and Jude Folly.

Sue has just asked her new husband

if he would be willing to allow her to leave their marriage and go live with Jude.

You get that?

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