As jeff in the ground, jeff mom was coming out the door. She look down, jeff is that u. But he can't talk, bra can't talk, jeff mom pick him up and look at his tag, not even my size.
Jeff mom decided that, there's no point keeping him around.
She got in here car and take jeff to the store,
Jeff is freaking out inside, what u not going to turn me back, iam just a bra to u, i dont want to be a bra for the rest of my life.
Jeff cant do nothing about it. Jeff heard the car stop and his mom took inside the store to return him.
She got to the counter, i like to return this.
Jeff is scream at top of his lungs, but no one can hear him.
Jeff mom said i dont have the receipt and it's the wrong size, the women behind the counter said no problem and got a refund.
Jeff see his mom leave, no why u doing this to me.
Next thing jeff know he got pick up and sent to the back where he will get price and hung on a hanger.
After a couple hour jeff got pick up and sent to the floor with the other bra's waiting to get sold.