It was only two weeks before Cousin Corinna's

It was only two weeks before Cousin Corinna's wedding. Aunt Malda pulled out this dress that wasn't even cool in the 80's. It looked like a peach cobbler that someone thew up on. "
and the fit. I could go on and on about the fit, or lack of it. It was sewn as if the seamstress had no mannequin, and no familiarity with the curves of the human female...
And that's the story of Islam. So, burqa in hand, I jaunted toward the morality police to show off my newest purchase. Surely now they would spare my life instead of
locking me in a room with wrecking ball playing on loop again. They were not fond of my creative choosing this time. I had to use my distraction gadget, I kicked the dusty ground.
At last, I'm found, circles around, the last dance, no sound, there's nowhere left to go
because I stubbed my toe. Please don't deny me my feast, you wretched beast. For thou shalt not return
if you deny me, as I will use the powers bestowed upon my stubbed toe in order to banish you from this kingdom permanently. So, beast, you must give me my feast.
The beast declined.Attorneys were called and soon the whole case landed in the King's Court and on Kingdom TV.The beast made a case for his claim to my feast,I staunchly refuted.
His lawyer was a leopard, known as Leo. Leo was not to be messed with or he will maul you. Beware! King Leopold knew leopards well. I had been forewarned. My feast cost £520!
I learned the hard way, a leopard cannot change his spots.

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