my manequin

across the face it reads:
DON'T TOUCH ME! I'M A MANEQUIN SO PERFECT AND BEAUTIFUL, SO DON'T TOUCH ME. YOU'LL SMUDGE MY LIPSTICK, MY PERFECT LIPS. DO NOT DARE, FOR I AM FAR BETTER THAN YOU. ME WITH MY VOLUPTUOUS LIPS, READY TO KISS, BUT DO NOT KISS FOR YOU WILL SMEAR MY MAKEUP.

across the chest it reads:
DON'T TOUCH THE MANEQUIN MY SWEET YOU WILL RUIN HER. SHE IS PERFECT AND FAR BETTER THAN YOU, AND SHE KNOWS IT. SHE KNOWS IT AND YOU KNOW IT TOO. LEAVE IT ALONE MY DEAR, MY DEAREST, YOU CAN NEVER MATCH HER, LOOK AT HER, THERE'S NO COMPARISON MY SWEET, MY LOVE, MY DEAR. HOLD MY HAND NOW, WE DON'T WANT YOU GETTING LOST AMONGST THE BEAUTIFUL ONES, NOT THAT YOU WOULDN'T STICK OUT LIKE A SOAR THUMB. LOOK AT THEM, HERE, LOOK AT THIS ONE, LOOK AT THE POSTURE, THE HAIR, THE EYES, THE LIPS, THE FIGURE. LOOK HOW PERFECT SHE IS, LOOK AT THAT GORGEOUS HOURGLASS FIGURE. SHE'S BEAUTIFUL.

GROWL.