Yeah... About That
Riding in the cart, rookies were complaining. Burnt wood plagued the cart with its odor. Sweaty pits stung in the condensed heat. Many crossed their fingers, hoping that nobody would fart. A second would pass for every three complaints shouted across the little enclosed wagon.
"Listen!" shouted Mimi, "Stop complaining. Find a butt, use it as a pillow, and take a nap. That's what I used to do back in the old days... When I could".
"Really?" gasped Dezzy, "I bet they all wanted you as a pillow".
Mimi was laughing, "Yyyup. Then we can't even turn around cuz we still have thighs. Like I used to sit there with my rifle, ready to go and have like five people sleeping on me. Then I have to start petting their heads and be like, 'hush my little children. Go to sleep'".
Dezzy laughed, "I wasn't here for that. I played and got bullied a lot by people and then got recruited by Pattie to get bullied by her".