| she put her ring on a table and hit my arm with a plastic tuna. The eyeballed fish looked at me with a blank stare and said to me, I didn't mean to do that, she made me do it. She said shut up fish, I'll tell you when to talk. Hello, I'm going to hit you again, she made him say. Then she bapped him with the plastic fish again. The man was angry and grabbed a rubber crocodile and said, oh it's on. He smashed her over the head with the fake toothed reptile, and she said oh no you din't. Yes, I did. She chicken necked and karate'd him with her tuna. He began to dance side by side with his croc, and said you are getting served. She wept in defeat. |
