Keith had stumbled on the winning combination

Keith had stumbled on the winning combination of monosyllabic AND grumpy quite by accident. But when he used this technique on his sister's best friend's cousin, the effect wa

s unexpectedly divergent and tempestuous, a passion for the ages. Estelle knew Keith could be stormily eloquent, so his brief grunts drove her into rages of desire. Tesla lightning

shot from Estelle's nipples and caused a power outage in Keith's inhibition receptors. He took a deep breath and blew the rest of her clothes off, including her hair. An F-5

is the right move for the Dutch Defence, but Estelle brazier was French & Keith was a little rusty on the finer points of Nude Chess. Stella's pert bishop was lined up with his

until it shimmied past diagonally. "Hey, get off my pawn," warned Keith, "Don't make me go medieval on your hiney." "Well then keep your pawns off my Queen," Stella suggested.

The crowd went wild. Stella trash talking move put her in the final for Mo Def Chess Rap Battle 2014. "I got your bishop, rook and knight...

if you try to castle, you'll lose that fight ... This aint Big Blue, versus Kasparov ... I'm the flame, you're just the moth. Shamon!" Stella mugged. Carter spat: "My queen is tall

and my King is a Venti." Ah, Carter invoked the Twelf Oracle of Starbuckery the third. Stella grimaced, this would not be easy, she needed to conjure a spell from the Jamba Juice R

oberta, you know, the Starbucks witch. She even gave potions to people with no money to get their Starbucks fix. I really wanted to in the Jamba Juice family. I went to her and

squished fruit with my bare hands for 40 days and 40 nights. The citric acid burned my open cuts, but I persevered. Finally, after collapsing at their throne, I had my franchise.