She hat a law exam test in forty-eight hours,

She hat a law exam test in forty-eight hours, so she grabbed all the Ridlin she could crush up and

it went great with a big glass of red wine at the time,but a few minutes later she felt like it didn't agree with her so she called 911 and waited on her favorite chair,door opened

and popped in her favorite EMT. He was in fine pressed whites and a jaunty cap. "Ma'am? This is the fifth time this week you called 911. What now?" She smiled and locked the door.

"The word is 'ejaculations'," his secretary corrected him, putting his rent boy garments back on, speaking in his thick Welsh-Brogue accent. "Where do I get another rent boy with

an actual VOCABULARY?", the secretart harumphed, putting on lipstick absent-mindedly, now completely put off. "These rent boys just hang around stealin' smokes and

stickin' their fists through the fence." Secrethart decided to leave the situation behind and, sporting a new shade called "Magenta Madness," she strode masculinely down the

yellow brick road. Though the munchkins were hissing and running up to kick her, she would not change from Magenta to their coveted yellow brick, to which the munckins

simply aggravated themselves and kicked her even more. Than without warning, Mr. Chuck Norris made a cameo appearance, gun slung up on his shoulder, and signature cap on as he

set fire to the rain. He glanced disinterestedly at the devastated landscape as he lit a cigarette with a firedrop. Tomorrow he'd file the report and that would be it.