Posted at 7:13 am on Aug 8, 2016 by:
Sheri Stull
Check please! This seafood has gone bad!
“You are absolutely disgusting!” Sheri raged, squirming backwords and kicking an errant crab that had landed in front of her boot. It sailed through the air with a high pitched squeal, landing directly on Chane’s face where it latched on for dear life.
“HOW DARE YOU!” Staph shrilled, stamping her foot down hard, narrowly missing Sheri’s left arm in the process. “I’LL CRUSH YOU LIKE A FUCKING ROACH, YOU TRASHY, LOW CLASS TRAILER PARK SKANK!”
“TRASHY SKANK? REALLY?! You’re one to talk, isn’t that your fucking brother up there!?” Sheri rolled onto her side and scrambled to her feet, pointing at Chane who was busy trying to slurp up the errant crabs still clinging to his face.
“Shut up, you nasty whore!” Staph yelled, driving a knee into Sheri’s ribs, doubling her over and grabbing her hair to set her up for a snapmare. “This is MY ring, and I’m about to show you exactly how I take the trash out!”
