make his move,
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make his move,
the doorbell rang
. "Damn!" shouted Steve.
"Anyone in?" said
Steve's shoulderborne parrot.
Sandra grabbed her
shirt and pulled
the parrot off
, staining Steve's shirt.
Steve took his
time as he
lovingly pressed the
parrot poop down.
With a gasp,
Sandra noticed that
time had stopped.
As had her
painful rectal itch.
With delight, she
cupped Steve's left
ear, squeezing it.
Then she reached
down into his
man-purse, searching for
his man-cash eagerly.
All she found
inside the cavernous
purse was incriminating
evidence of such
foul, vile, sickening
fast food preferences,
that she had
no choice but
to fling it
onto the parrot.
(Disclaimer: no animals were harmed in the making of this yarn.)
Meanwhile, Steve had
decided to defenestrate.
himself to avoid
the unbearable shame
he felt. Sandra
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To continue:
just felt constipated;
feeling the need
to relieve her
grossly distended bowels.
Feeling better afterward,
she decided to
defenestrate, like Steve.
But she couldn't!
Instead she threw
herself down sobbing.