Talking Shampoo Bottle

Let’s get this straight. I am a bottle of shampoo. My name is Andria. It is my job to make a mess in the bathroom.

Everyday I have the same old job. Wash the hair. Wash the hair. Wash the hair.

Sometimes Jen is late, but she always washes her hair. She likes to have it clean and shiny, but she does not care about me.

I will show her who is boss! Tonight she came to wash her hair. She got a big surprise. I started talking to her. The story went like this.

“Hey, what are you doing?”

Jen looked around the bathroom. “Who is talking to me?”
“It’s me, the shampoo bottle. My name is Andria.”
“Wait. Are you telling me a shampoo bottle talks? No way. I don’t believe it!”
“It’s true. I am talking to you.”
Jen looked in the cupboards. She opened the doors under the sink. “Shampoo bottles don’t talk.”
“Well, I do. I just have five words for you!”
“Well, if you are talking, what are the five words?”
“Stop squeezing me so hard!”