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Mother-Daughter Spat – They Always Look at the Mother First

'How would I know Mother?  I haven't seen him for eleven years. But you can't be serious?  Why on earth would you want to look good for anybody interested in me? Is it some sort of sexual fantasy you have? I don't have to dress up like a bloody tart to attract a man. I want somebody to love me for who I am and not what you look like! I've read The Female Eunuch, and I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings.  I also know what I want to do with my life, and I don't have to dress up like a bloody Barbie doll to achieve it.  For God's sake, Mother, why do you always have to talk such bloody rubbish?  I don't have time to go clothes shopping and please, close the door on your way out.'

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