Once Upon A Dork & Rubbery Night - Chapter 2.

2.
I woke up with her wigged out hair above me – it was a mane of coal curls that danced around her temple like a drunken Hare Krsna.

“What your bag sad gladly?” she said, as she wiped a melon from the floor beside me, and lipped the juicy fluids from my forehead.

“Where’s am is?” I said, attempting to swig in my surroundings.

She just laughed a mad crackling chaggle that filled the room and, disfortunately for me, showed her gapped and raggled dentiture to all the laundry.

Another drabbled angel came over, and together they flipped me, placed my lid back on the oily hairicles, and tussed me aboard the red velveteen sea of the biggest bed in the City of Sindy.

“You are” slyly gargled the second one, “in Madrab Gadam’s Rapulent Palace O’ Pleasure, I am Swim, and she is Eagerly.”

“I’m Napoleon” I swayed.

“We know, but pleased to meat you again Tubbs. Sorella, fecth’m a wet”

And Eagerly brought me an aged Iri Wicky on rocks and dash of soda ream, which I eagerly chortled, before really feeling the sore in my heads for the first time.

“Here,” said Swim “lib this,” and held out a palm of pipples. I doused them and lay back to have a quick dream.