Taradiddle
The Tragic Jester
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Ragamuffin stared intently at Officer Layzee for a moment, then flailed around horrendously, greasy burgers and chicken nuggets flying everywhere. The sight was ghastly.
"Okaaaaay." She groaned and took herself and all her stuff back into the cruiser, "But I've got a plane to catch in about two hours. I DIDN'T NOT STEAL THIS MONEY FOR NOTHING!!!!" Her shrieking voice echoed across the parking lot, her power of triple negatives untamed.
Just as she was starting to pout, Ragamuffin glanced behind her and finally noticed the missing man. "Wasn't there a guy back there? A sort of... Shiny man? No, he wasn't shiny, what was it... Oh yeah!" She snapped her fingers, "Clothing impaired!"
Stupid whined, which broke the crazy woman's focus, something that wasn't all that hard. "Awwwe, it's okay, kitty. I know you knew him well, but he's probably being beaten to death by old ladies with purses right now. You'll see him in Hell. Or Heaven, depending on your SAT scores. Now, DRIVE, MONKEY!!!" She pointed at Stupid.
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Posted 01-15-2011, 06:45 PM
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