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Chapter 6

     The Story The Authors
"We'd love to," Janice began, "but the trick is you have to get run over by a steamroller first." "Ohmygawd!" mewed Vashondra. "Unfortunately, it's true." Kristi said. "Being run over by a steamroller killed the mortal cat bodies and then we were able to take our immortal human form again." she explained. Vashondra did not relish the thought of being run over by a steamroller, it would be so icky. But she neither did she want to remain a cat forever. "Isn't there a more glamorous way to go?" asked Vashondra. "You could get into a car accident." suggested Dianne, who was the only one who could understand Vashondra's cat talk. After much discussion, the fabulous fictional five decided that the most glamorous yet painless way to kill Vashondra's mortal cat body would be a drug overdose. But they didn't know where to get any drugs so without Vashondra's knowing it, they picked her up and threw her into traffic where she was run over and killed. Sandy
And soon everyone gathered to celebrate the demise of the one known as Vashondra. "Good riddance!" someone said. "I couldn't stand her. And that odor!! Damn, you could smell her a mile away!" Someone cranked up some dance tunes on a portable player and soon everyone was dancing in the streets. Someone threw beer and hard liquor out of a second story window resulting in everyone getting inebriated in one way or another. Janice was burned in effigy. Another tried to flush the spirit of Dianne down a public urinal, but the spirit was relentless in its struggle to resist the vortex of water and human waste, and was soon stuck halfway down the plumbing system. An extremely drunken lunatic snatched the corpse of Vashondra and began to dine on it like a savage. "Kitty litter a la carte!" he would say in-between chews and swallows. antithesis
The End
May 1998


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