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It's Party Time

copyright 2003, by Drandmrslecter

Disclaimer:    These characters were created by Thomas Harris.  They are used herein without permission, but in the spirit of admiration and respect.  No infringement of copyright is intended, and no profit, of any kind, is made by the creator, maintainer or contributors to this site.

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“Francis, did you make this mess?”

“Yes, Grandmother, but….”

“But me no buts! Look at you! I’ve never seen a child as disgusting as you!!”

“I’m sorry, Grandmother.”

“You dirty little beast!!”

"That's supposed to be filthy little beast. You always get it wrong."

"Don't talk back to me you little faggot!"

“But, Grandmother…..”

“What in God's name IS that on your shirt?

Francis? Answer me. I said what IS that on your shirt??!

I demand to know this instant!”

“Those ladies...they made me…..it's all their fault!”

“What ladies? Honest to Jesus, Francis, I don’t know what's gotten into you!”

“It all started with the yellow lady…she told me to drink it. After the Firenze lady called everyone up and said "Hey, YOU! Get to the Dolarhyde's", the yellow lady started passing around these bottles. She said it would be good for me, even though it tastes like piss.”

“What yellow lady?”

“I don't know her name. She's mysterious. So is the Tali lady.”

“What on Earth??!”

“I’m telling you the truth, Grandmother, I swear. The yellow lady told me to drink the Miller High Life that the Drandmrs Lady brought and then the Tali lady said to eat the Krispy Kremes ‘cause they’d put hair on my chest.”

“And you believed them?”


“Then what happened?”

“The Clever lady and the Nixon lady told me to drink some poison in a glass with salt on it and that if I closed my eyes and clicked my heels three times I’d be somewhere over the rainbow. Or not.”


“Yeah, and then they made me eat some green goop that tasted like avocado, but looked like it could take a grease spot off the driveway.”

“Very well, then, Francis. If you insist on telling such tall tales, go on. Do it.”

“Do what?”

“Go on. Stretch it out.”


“Francis, I said, take that thing and STRETCH IT OUT!!”

“I won't. You can't make me!!”


"I can't!!"

“Why not?”


“Because why?”

“Cause you bought the wrong balloons this time. This will NEVER work!”


copyright 2003, by Drandmrslecter

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