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    Cabin Saints: T.G.I.O (Thank Goodness It’s Over)

    The day had finally arrived that allowed everyone to be put out of their misery. It was time to go home. In peace. Away from Jenny. Jenny had single handedly destroyed what was supposed to be a fun and relaxing vacation. She was evil and mean for no damn reason! Although, she was definitely the spawn of Satan she was still deserving of a hug. Around her neck. With a rope. Correction, violence is never the answer even if someone has been working your nerves for an entire trip. So, I recant my last statement and will say Jenny was deserving of a high five. To her face. She definitely had a swamp possum trap waiting for her when she got back. As for everyone else the next time they all decide to take any trip with Jenny would be the day Freddy Kruger allows his victims to sleep in peace. It wasn’t happening……captain! I mean they never said they hated her but they all silently hoped one day she got fingered. By Wolverine. The snow storm had passed and like the other previous mornings they all gathered in the kitchen for one last friendly (yeah right) breakfast.

    “Morning Kit.”

    “Hey Tina, “Kit turning around from the stove stares at her, “OMG, Tina what the hell you look like someone died!”

    “Well, that’s because there was a death last night, “Tina says yawning.

    “What….are you serious? Who died?”

    “My puss——-.”

    “Ooooookay, I do not want to hear nothing about the freaky things you and my sister do, “she says cutting her off. As Kit was finishing her sentence Bette walks into the kitchen stealing a piece of toast on the counter then sits down next to Tina giving her a good morning kiss.

    “What are you guys talking about?”

    “Oh, nothing I was just telling Kit how swollen my vagina is.”

    “Tina!”

    “Oh, sorry Kit, “she says turning her attention back to Bette, “What got into you last night?”

    “My bad T, what can I say I was craving tacos last night but hey it wasn’t my fault!”

    “Oh, so it was mine?”

    “Yes, if it wasn’t made to be eaten then why is it shaped like a taco? A very pretty and tasty taco, “she says smiling. “Have I ever told you that you taste just like Pineapple Fanta?”

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