As Lee-Lee typed her latest fold, she wondered

As Lee-Lee typed her latest fold, she wondered if writing about yawning affected anyone else as it affected her as she covered her mouth with her hand to hide another yawn.

Then her yawn had a yawn, and together they had little yawn babies.The future yawned ahead of them, fraught with yawns and riddled with yawns,but a rainbow yawned over the horizon.

It yawned all over the lawn, and spawned a generation of rainbow lawn gnomes that grooved to a new beat, man. These diminutive plaster beatniks did nothing but smoke grass and

eat ass, lying on their backs tangled in knots of cement-shell drug-fueled orgies in the summer sun. My flowers wilted. I had to evict these cherry-painted bearded pests! But how?

A quick look though the purple grimoire and I had the answer. I would invite them to a faery feast where I would sell them to the faery by convincing them they were you & you were

something you'd like to be. So they paid large to be you. Which the faery took as recompense for having to feed these new hipster slaves. They never considered that they might not

end up liking their end of the deal after all. It turns out they didn't. Both wanted out but they'd bound each other against that very thing. They needed an outsider to extract the

essence of the Promise Ring, the one ring that the One Ring™ couldn't control. They'd changed names to Becky and David, but the Promise Ring hid them from druglord Sauron best.

David, thinking that the promise ring might mean something more to Becky decided to remove the ring from her hand. Bring Sauron the druglord to kill them. It was that or marriage.

And since marriage was out of the question, well that meant the knives had to come out. Bye-Bye Becky.