"I need to tell you something but you have to promise not to get angry."
"O....k...."
"I know why you look the way you do."
"Why?"
"I caused it."
"WHAT??????"
"I thought you said you wouldn't get angry!"
"I didn't really but, fine. How did you do this?"
"The camera. The pawn shop owner said it takes perfect pictures. So when you showed up, I imagined what you'd look like as this huge, super strong bodybuilder chick and when I took the picture it became reality."
"Really...”
"Yeah."
"So does it work for anybody?"
"I guess so."
"Can I use it?"
"Um, I’m not really sure that's a good idea."
Cheri arched her eyebrow as she looked at him.
"Are you REALLY sure telling me "no" is a good idea?" She replied, flexing her 21 inch bicep.
Dennis trembled slightly as he handed over the camera.
"Thanks sweetie!"
Cheri then went outside to her beat-up puke green hatchback that she used to make her deliveries. She closed her eyes for a moment and then held up the camera. Seconds after the flash went off; her hatchback disappeared and was replaced by a brand new red Ferrari Enzo.
"Wow Cheri! Cool set of wheels!"
"Yup. It was an anniversary gift from my devastatingly handsome, ultra rich, super genius, muscle-god boyfriend."
Dennis then watched as Cheri held the camera up to her eye once again.
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