Elinda was Sophie the Supremes beeeeeesssst

Elinda was Sophie the Supremes beeeeeesssst friend, until Sophie beat her on a Science test

but little did they know that ther dark lord beat them both because she was the only one who had the surpreme power of awsmness

PFFFT the dark lord knew deep deep down in the crevasses of her wrinkled skin that she sucked at line dancing

women's necks with such a hot ball of satisfaction that she decided to move her coffin to the South. Sucking the blood of line dancer's was her contribution to human world, a way o

ffering them a way out of their misery. In order to make a habit something like that one must be truly broken, and so she felt her work was good. She felt

her designer habits for haute couture nuns was at least one way to make the world a better place. Sister Mary Frances Catherine Hornsby twirled around, admiring her sequined wool

sheep. The sisters of the cloystered barefoot convent hadn't quite gotten the concept of shearing, & Mary Frances Catherine Hornsby was voguing the sheep. "I wear mine like a hat!"

The mayor of chicago wanted a sheepskin rug, so the order had to be filled asap. The high priest took control of the confusion. "Follow me, please" he told the nuns. On the train,

were several men and women cavorting and gambling around corners, the nuns and the sole priest squirmed at the sight of a duo playing a round of ginny. Not a sight for pure eyes.

"Sister Maria, cover thine eyes!" yelled Padre Daniel. But it was too late, she saw the Devil's pasteboards and welled with tarnished ecstasy. "Deal me in the next round."