Shearly Wonderful Bitch Slap Fest, 2

Tabatha on a man eating roll...

It takes a woman to know a man. Tyson's fig jam, and I'm gonna kick his weasely ass!

Or slice and dice him.

Fig jam. Mmm. Sounds tasty. Think I'll try it with white bread.

Meanwhile, in Boogie land...

Wonder what a female butt feels like?

Ayeeeei, it jiggled!

"Ya gotta minimize the maximus, shugah, or you gonna look like a side of beef in no time."

Touch me intimately one more time, Uarian 'Boogie' Langerston, and I'll sic the death star on you.

Tyson imitates "The Thinker"

Let's see, I know nothing about the Elizabethan era, but that shouldn't matter. Neither do the judges.

Wonder who was king at the time?

As the plot thickens...

Our weasel boy's diggin' in. He's gonna be hard to get rid of. You two boys are gonna have got to step up to the plate and show him what for!

Hey, hold on, woman! I am my own star, I am my own pat on the back. B'sides, there's nothing evil about that gnome. Just feel the love, shugah, like I felt you, an' leave him alone.

What are you suggesting, Tabatha? Y'all don’t show me no love, man. Why should I bust my gut for you?

Why am I always surrounded by idiots and wind up doing the dirty work myself?


Let's see, insert a beer can here and a beer can there...and voila! Shakespeare couldn't have done it better.


Does that look Elizabethan to you?
Hell if I know, but Tyson sure looks yummy. He gets my vote!

I won! I won! Heh, heh, heh. I showed those Bitches, didn't I? You think I'm going away easy, you can think again!