“My child played a horrible prank on me!” I told the news reporters. “Here’s the story:”
“I was just admiring how beautiful I am, if I do say so myself. When I asked the brat I have as a daughter to go make me some tea.”
“She came back with a brown, greasy looking tea, it had looked like she put a melted candle or something.”
“Anyways…so I drank it because I was parched. I think she put salt, yeah, she did. Then I looked into my mirror, but instead of my beautiful face, there was a hideous giraffe’s head.