Outis Eelkõige

Those women were all in the wrong place for tryouts for the roll of Truly’s bête noire, Periwinkle’s nimesis, the insatiable Ms Trulie Skrumshus. It’s more of a Chekhov method role. They should’ve been at Fuck E. Cheese. The role has a lot of turnover. We go through a dozen or so Trulie per season. And two seasons ago they almost killed another Periwinkle in real…”

Vellocet, Judy, Layla & Khamyla

Tonight’s line dancing instructor, Eric the Techno Viking and Tonight’s dance. The Runaway Thriller.

The stereo in the middle of the dancefloor says, “Our niggah gone. MJ. Thump Thump! Our niggah gone. M. J. Thump Thump!

The announcer shouts, “Okay ladies, you know the rules.

You know the point value system 

Each zombie has icky sticky zombie goo on their paws, color coded paint markers on their hands. 

CYOA, guard the Punani,don’t let them touch yo hair, and above all Protect the Bouncy Castle!

STFU Editor’s Copy.

Meet Ms Palimpsest Vellocet, Senior Account Executive  in Charge of New Authors. The subject and narrator of  this episode stares out the window of her ninth floor corner office, and sees nothing. Not even the cloud of bubbles blowing past. Only angry dark red. Turns and says with a voice like Bob Newhart, “Hold on, I’m texting. P Vellocet to PenMan: WTF R U? and half assed listening to Judy, my new Admin. Pissed, ‘cause it’s  Monday. I gotta work. And…