Originally Posted by batgirl:
“Purleeze. If we're gonna do this, let's do it right.
Simon Cowell was walking down a corridor of a recording studio one day and the voice of an angel reached his ear.
"Who is that?" he demanded gruffly, as is his way. "That voice, it's the best I have ever heard or I'm ever likely to hear. I'm going to sign whoever that is and I'm going to do it right now, whatever it takes! Who is she?!"
His entourage were unable to answer Simon's question so he quickened his pace and finally arrived at a slightly ajar door, leading into a small recording room.
He gasped. Not only was the creature before him blessed with the most amazing voice, she had a beauty seldom seen outside of pages of glossy fashion magazines. His eyes travelled up and down her body. "Damn, you're perfect," he growled, sensing his pulse quicken at the discovery that he was just about to sign the most beautiful woman ever created who just happened to be called Emma Greenwood - the most amazingly appropriate name for anyone wanting to break into showbusiness. It was too good to be true.
"Right," Simon's voice was tense. The negotiations were about to being. "How much will it take? Will you sign with me if I offer you a three album deal worth a million?"
"No," the soft, perfectly formed lips uttered. "I know my worth. Please don't insult me with such a pathetic offer."
"You're right," Simon blushed at his own stupidity. "How about five albums and 5 million?"
"No," the shiny hair swung around the graceful shoulders as Emma shook her lovely head.
"Okay," Simon sighed, "I'll give you the best deal in the whole world, ever. A 500 album deal worth 1.83 billion pounds. I know," he looked deep into her eyes, "that you'll be worth every penny."
"Okay," Emma nodded, her razor sharp brain calculating what such an amount would do for her life... but then she stopped. "One thing Simon. It is a fantastic deal and I think both you and I know that every single and album I make will reach the number one spot in record time. Also, that all my singles and albums will remain at their number one spots for a record amount of time. But that's not important right now. What's important is to say that I want all the money I make to go to charity. Not only am I beautiful, smart and talented, but my heart is made of gold. I think the selling of my suitcase on Ebay and donating a proportion of the money to charity amply demonstrated that. This time, all the money must go to the needy. All of it!"
Simon was gobsmacked. She was right!
"Emma," he shouted with mounting excitement, "I have so much to learn from you! From now on all the money I make will also go to charity. And I will also convince all my rich friends to do the same."
And so it was that Emma Greenwood single-handedly solved all the world's problems while becoming the best selling recording artist of all time.
The End”
Watch out Mes....there is a pretender to your throne and might I say a top notch pretender..........well in Miss Batgirl......any other hidden talents or would that be telling......
, only picked up thread today but must say lovely stuff much needed Monday mirth for myself...OMG.
. I'll never find out if she liked my story... 
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