Nice, Iris. Reeeeeeeeal subtle. "Oh, I just had this really weird dream where all the bright lights in the big city said, Hello Aunt Iris! Welcome to our fair city! Why don't you kick off your shoes and stay a while, stay in a nice comfy apartment with sweetest, prettiest niece in the world, stay stay stay oh please oh please Tommie LET ME STAY!!" Unfortunately, Tommie is more obtuse (or much more clever) than I suspected, so you're to have to lay it on even thicker if you want an invitation to stay at 3G.
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As long as Iris is telling stories, let's hear about the one where she lost all her hair and had to get a really bad wig! Mama Kat, where are you when we really need you?
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