saddle up cowpokes!
I need a woman....yes I really need a woman to help me infiltate the News-PRess and find out if there are any nazis in there...we'll meet at a nice little hideaway hotel in Carmel to discuss the plot..you'll cook me some chicken and we'll dance on the balcony under the moon, with the ocean, the great blue pacific, crashing in the background...we'll go horseback riding in the morning but you won't be able stay in the saddle cos your pussy will be so wet from excitment... I'm talkin' romance and intrigue, pardner!
ok..uhmm...so now that we understand each other, you gotta apply for a job with the NewsPress as a reporter or something..and once you're in snuggle up to you bosses until you get to the top...Wendy and Nipper the lovesick mama's boy then, kiss their asses until they fart themselves into delightful repose..then start snooping around..go through the files, hack into the computers, sit at the big desks and by all means don't forget to write a story or two so they don't get suspicious..I suggest a story about animals, food or debutantes. Then when your work day is done you come back and tell me what you've found out...what?? nothing?? You're not looking hard enough! If you have to marry Nipper then do it! do it! Wendy won't mind and you can still spy on them like the Teamster's do!
all caught up in the reverie: She finds herself right in the thick of things and her own life in danger after she goes as far as to marry Nipper, one of the very powerful (yuk yuk), rich and dangerous (yuk yuk) ring leaders of the group... but she can't let Nipper on to her or he'll try to methodically get rid of her by getting Lanny Ebenstein to write more stupid poisonous editorials! what a plot!! then I rescue her!! ya hear that #69, I do the rescuing this time!!!
so the question is is Wendy a nazi? Well, I think she is... who else has such big wooden doors or the need to drive a new Mercedes every year?
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