>>5354248https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lcp2XvFMwLQ“Whatcha’ think you’re doin’ with Talbie, doll?” Snarls Lola as she adjusts her Polka-Dot Bow, “You gonna take him to your favorite dumpster or somethin’?”
“Yea, run along, rac<span class="mu-i">KOOK</span>,” Sneers Claudette as she takes a menacing step forward, “We’re all gettin’ real sick of you butting your head in where it don’t belong, ain’t we, gals?”
“<span class="mu-i">Real</span> sick, Claudette…”Gretchen Hisses as she runs a <span class="mu-r">SWITCH COMB</span> through her blonde hair! “So are you gonna bounce, sister, or are we gonna have to show you just how sick we can get?”
Hold on a sec, you mutter as your hand returns to the sticker jar, you’re pretty sure you have one for them, too! Fishing around for a few seconds, you find what you need and flick a ‘<span class="mu-g">TAKE A HIKE, SLUTS!</span>’ sticker at Claudette’s powdered-up face! Keep it!
“Knew you’d choose the hard way…” She growls as she and the others join in a sadistic giggle fit! “Lucky for you, doll, we’ve got <span class="mu-i">just</span> the thing to settle this whole problem!”
“Hold on a sec, ladies…” Interrupts Talbot as he slithers between you and the girls, “Before we do anything crazy here, I’d like to remind you all that there’s <span class="mu-i">plenty</span> of Talbot to go aro-”
“<span class="mu-s">CAN IT, YA’ DOPE!</span>”
“<span class="mu-s">CAN IT, YA’ DOPE!</span>”
“<span class="mu-s">CAN IT, YA’ DOPE!</span>”
“<span class="mu-s">CAN IT, YA’ DOPE!</span>”
Intimidated by your sudden synchronization, Talbot wordlessly slinks back to the side as a new announcement blares across the festival:
“<span class="mu-s">BETTER GO FIND SOME CATNIP, FOLKS, CUZ’ THESE KITTENS DEFINITELY HAVE CLAWS! BY SPECIAL ORDER AND FOR TONIGHT ONLY, WE’VE GOT A MATCH THAT’S SURE TO BE A FIRECRACKER: OUR HOME-GROWN HELLCATS: THE TREMOR SISTEEEEERRS! VERSUS THE CLEANER HERSELF: STANLEY PAAAARBLE!</span>”
At the sound of both names, the crowd loses it and never gets it back! Sending a trio of mischievous grins your way, the sisters cock their skulls back towards the arena!
“You comin’, pussycat?”
Wait a sec, you mutter in confusion, are they <span class="mu-i">serious?</span>
“Wait a sec,” Talbot mutters, “You’re <span class="mu-i">sisters</span>?”
Focus, dumbass! Kiki, kick him for me! Obeying the command with military efficiency, the film student takes care of keeping Talbot in check while you repeat your question to your foes!
“As a matter of fact, we <span class="mu-i">are</span>!” Sneers Claudette as she twirls one of her locks in her finger!
“Don’t worry, we won’t hurtcha’. It’s just a friendly rumble, after all!” Explains Lola with a sadistic smirk!
“An’ if you just happen to get knocked out an’ sent ta’ bed early, well…” Gretchen concludes with a flash of her teeth, “Oops!”
“I…” Ly mutters in utter confusion, “I can’t tell if these broads are dumb, crazy, or both!”
One thing’s for sure: you ain’t losing to a bunch of fancy-haired has-beens!
>CONTD. 