It's almost midnight and she's just defeated her sister. She doesn't lose the plot, she remains perfectly calm, but she does pour forth a slew of reasons why she's doesn't want to be there. Then she sniggers thanks to her brutally honest outburst, and naturally said reporter takes credit for bringing the smiles. All you can hear is him repeatedly wittering "Well at least I made you smile."
So, the next time some stranger roars "Smile, it might never happen" at you in the street - take them aside and tell them exactly why you have a face on you, no matter how horrendous your life is at that moment in time, and no matter how long it takes to tell them that "it" already has happened. They're obviously concerned about your wellbeing. A problem shared is a problem solved and all that.
Our favourite line: "Hnngh is it about Venus again?"
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So how many times has a stranger (in my case, it always seems to be middle aged men) walked past you and said "Smile"? Or are you left alone because your resting face doesn't resemble a slapped arse? And so what if it does resemble a slapped arse!
