Bad Behavior or Fair Play??

Dolly ripped another nasty panty from the rooftop travel storage container and threw it to her cousins.  Hard to believe ‘Hairy legs’ Bertha actually thought she’d leave town that easily.  What a foolish bronto.  Did the prehistoric muffin actually think she could score a higher placing in Talbot’s Peak by humping Mayor Limp Banana?

“I-chee-che-AH.” Her cousin Garth waited on the ground, demanding another article of clothing.  Odds were he’d take them all home and wear them.  Better the bronto’s crap than Dolly’s own.  Plus, it was gratifying to know Bertha’s couture would stink like monkey ass in just a few days.  Serves her right.

“Get…git, you disgusting monkeys.  Aaaaah, not my Dolce…”

Dolly’s heart lightened as baby Frankie, her sister-in-law’s brother’s kid, urpped up on said Dolce.  It was good to have such a supportive family.

“Ah-AH.”

“No,no,no…not my Louboutin’s!”

What the hell did that unwieldy beast need with those lovely red-bottomed shoes anyway?  Dolly grabbed the designer shoes as a prize and turned to head home.  When she got there, one Mayor saggy nuts was going to buy her a whole new wardrobe to match her lovely new treasure.  Come to think of it he’d be going back on those ‘herbals’ as well, or she’d find a Bertha of her own.

Father Tim was looking mighty fine at the Sunday service and he even survived the poo flinging.  Yes, yes, yes…mighty fine, indeed.

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Yikes, stay on a monkeys good side this weekend!  :D

Serena