Day 99: Nearing The Top

Oh god, that hideous RatGirl thinks she's the damdest hot stuff of the underworld, that she feels it right to shake her mangy booty, if you can call it that, all down the street. How she collected the courage to show herself in public I can't understand. And how too did she muster the intellect to follow the wannabe rappers?

"I'm Hip,

I'm Cool,

I'm With-it!"

RatGirl prancing down the street in her trashbag hoe getup. Bling-blink dangling from her anorexic neck. We pray it weighs so much it stresses the bones and at least fractures and splinters. But mostly, just mostly we wish she would die and go back to hell again so we can have peace for another day or two, maybe. Plus the horrid adding of Cellulite Girl, almost like Two-Bum Girl, without the extra bums but extra thighs instead. I will expel the horror and fear upon you as I calm-it-down long enough to reminisce.

Two In Line For Back-Burning Lime.