Currently thinking of reading this one so I picked it for today’s TT. I flicked through the book and bumped onto this hilarious part on page 156/157.
A moment later she’s in the final dress, modelling it around the bedroom. “It’s called bum cleavage! It’s like boob cleavage, but on your butt! Don’t you love it?”
‘Darlin’, you would look class with a condom on your head,’ says Jackie. ‘Just make sure there’s enough stretch in that dress to pull a punch if you need to.’
There’s a crackling noise, like an old film starting up. We all turn towards the sound. The projected images on the wall are going out. They flare into white brightness, one by one, as if an explosion of light has washed away the whole set, the way a nuclear bomb goes off in a movie.
The ground rumbles beneath my feet and something slams against the reinforced door hard enough that the noise echoes through the whole cave.
I had random.org select a page for me and it decided on 147.
“Drew.” I turn to him mock-stern. “You’re going to sit on the toilet. If we crop it well, you’ll look like you’re sitting at a fancy French restaurant.”
“Jesse,” he says right back. “You’re going to get in the fountain. If we frame it right, it’ll look like an Olympic pool.”
We lean against each other in hysterics, eyes watering.