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    UGAH-UGH!

         ‘Fuck this shit! I’m going back to get my woman and my little girl! I’m getting my life back!’


         Bette had had enough of trying to find her inner peace at the retreat. Everytime she had a moment to do nothing but think, which was quite often seeing as this was a silent retreat, her thoughts always drifted back to Tina and how their relationship had gone to Hell in a handbag. The more Bette thought about it, the madder she became, and a mad Bette is a scary Bette.

         Bette had to get out of there. On the way back home she continued to think and see flashes of Tina, mostly images of her accompanied by a man. Bette continued to get angry and soon she no longer seemed like a civilized person. She seemed very primal. Hell, she was a cavewoman out to reclaim what was hers and no man alive would stand in her way.

         By the time Bette was at her house she was no longer even thinking in fluent English. It was more like a series of grunts and severely broken English. She crept up to the window and peeked inside. She saw Tina sitting on the couch with a man and he was trying to get pretty cozy with her.

         ‘UGH! MY WIFE! NO TOUCH! UGAH-UGH!’

         Bette snuck around to the other door and managed to get in without being heard or seen. She crept to the bedroom and grabbed the Louisville Slugger she kept handy in case of an emergency. She then tip-toed to the guestroom where she found a sleeping Angelica. While the site of this little life made Bette’s heart melt, she was still a woman on a mission. But of course she had to take a minute to check on her daughter.

          “Ugah-Ugh. You baby. My girl. Ugah-Ugh,” Bette whispered as best she could while lightly stroking Angelica’s face with a finger.

    Angelica opened an eye and a big grin spread across her sweet face. She was about to let out a squeal of glee when Bette put a hand to her little mouth.

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    Comments

    1. I think most of us has a Louisville Slugger. If you can’t hit them you can ram them in the gut that was funny. That was so funny. post soon thanks

    2. LMFAO! This post was really damn funny girl, you should post another story. We all need a nice laugh once in a while with this f··king season 3. Do continue, you’re great.

    3. Lamentamini! You made a story! Pretty fucking funny. Sadly, what you’ve depicted is far superior to the communicaton skills Bette and Tina have shown on TV for quite some time. Let’s ignore them. Why don’t you have Cavewoman Bette host a cookout in the backyard without benefit of the grill?

    4. YOu need to warn people not to be drinking anything when reading this, my computer screen got a shower and I now have water everywhere!!:) This was awesome too funny!!lol

    5. “*FWAP!* Bette bopped Tina on the head with the foamy bat and Tina proceeded to fall on the floor and act as if she’d been knocked out. Bette carefully dragged Tina to the bedroom by the hair of her head. ” LOL You’ve given us a nice ‘morning break’ story, thanks!

    6. Roaring with laughter – this is more like it — lets have some fun with our fav girls — Lam — i like it big time and beg you to return – you up to some cavewoman sex scenes ??

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