TERRY CLOTH (in one very long breath):
Alright, MISTER RAYMILLE, as far as I can tell, LUREEN's breasts might be swelling as her possible pregnancy advances, DIANA ROSS is wondering why LI'L KIM's breast is firmer than her own, and a celibate-so-far-today-but-hey-it's-early-yet CHER is waiting for the eBay auction to close to see how much someone will pay for her used but still-glamorous pasty collection. LUREEN is wondering if her KAPPA PHI SORORITY SISTERS are for real when they are telling her to wear KOALA POO EARRINGS as "something old" at the possible wedding. JACK is hyperventilating about being caught in LUREEN's
prawns prongs, and DAVID TASSLE-HOFF, BATMAN, GEORGE W. BUSH, ROBIN, and CONDI RICE are enjoying their respective refractory periods. Not so sure that THE CLINTONS are in need of such, or at least on the same day as each other. It looks like L.D. and FAYETTE NEWSOME paid the entry fee for LUREEN's barrel racing but that JACK is gonna pay another kinda entry fee with respect to her. The ever-maternal FAYETTE NEWSOME did interrupt her rigorous hair-spraying schedule to remark to L.D. NEWSOME that their only begotten be getting home late. As with THE CLINTONS, the refractory period issue is unclear here. And poor MRS. TWIST has probably even forgotten what one is. JIMBO and BIMBO could likely describe the notion to her. GUY and LUCISE are still flirting, hoping to need a mutual refractory period some day, and LUCISE seems about ready to whip out his... Mastercard. SEXY AUDIENCE MEMBER has been tragically quiet, and JACK'S PANTS and ENNIS' JAMMY PANTS are perhaps gettin' steamy at the Riverton laundry. We'll have to look. The SWEET TRANSVESTITE is recovering in the infirmary along with the naseous FROG. Don't know where the HIGH PRIESTESS is, maybe she's playing nurse in the infirmary. TIMMY left, got sick of being the butt of everyone's jokes. MICHAEL JACKSON, thankfully, is nowhere to be seen. He is possibly at his therapist's office. WHITNEY HOUSTON is filing for divorce from BOBBY BROWN. OWL OLIVIA is off to a business meeting and the FENG SHUI DIRECTOR has shown everyone that she herself has plenty of balls. She has also shown everyone something blue of JACK's that ain't his eyes, and I don't know how JACK feels about that. ANNIE PROULX, LARRY McMURTRY, DIANA OSSANA, and ANG LEE are speaking to their lawyers about the possibility of obtaining an injunction against the entire CAST and CREW. JBB is held firmly in my heart. The SHEEP seem to have run off again and the DUMBA&& MULES have been very quiet. LOW STARTLE POINT and CIGAR BUTT may be off foalin' around somewhere. The SHAR-PEI PUPPIES, momentarily usurping the role of one of our beloved SHEEP, are peeing on the red carpet in your trailer as I speak. Since YOU are on the CASTING COUCH "interviewing" potential understudies for MONROE, look over and tell them to stop. Therefore, I believe that it is time for ENNIS to drop ALMA JUNIOR and JENNY off to ALMA at MONROE's grocery store, except that the regularly-scheduled MONROE has no computer access (either that or he is sick from the FSD's toad's poo and brussels sprouts) and casting of the UNDERSTUDY is pending... as, um, you know, and you seem to have your hands full
undressing the candidates addressing that need.
Looks like more than LUREEN'S PASTIES are spinning out of control! I hope we are carrying out your wishes... about the subplots, I mean.
(( LIke JACK the day before him but for very different reasons, TERRY CLOTH collapses in an oxygen-deprived heap. ))