Alison had a brain fart, a rather nasty, stinky one at that.

"Habiba, we've been overindulging a bit in our cannibalizing, dontcha think? I mean, we're eating our own kind...hell, I just ate my brother."

Habiba dropped a pile of dung then languidly responded "Maybe..."

"We've veered from the path, Habiba...we need to embrace The Alligator Way. No more chomping our kin; let them live long lives and then transform into trendy purses and shoes."

"OK, but what will we eat? I've tired of fish and I'm now addicted to strange foods."

Alison went online and stumbled upon the archives of WoV and therein found the answer.

"We're lesbians and love to eat pussy. I just found a place with a seemingly endless supply, in a shit-hole stated called Michigan. There's an eccentric old coot who lives there in a hovel filled with prime pussy...dozens of mewing, purring, shitting and pissing tasty meals. He goes by the name "Evertheboob."

Habiba smiled: "Sounds good to me...let's go."

So they tapped their alligator feet together three times, saying "There's no place like Michigan..." and voila'...this incantation resulted in the witch Axl Rose transporting them to Evertheboob's shit stained, smelly tumble-down front porch.

"Knock knock..."