Unbeknownst by the Gay Boyz the feeding caused a breeding frenzy; the cockroaches repeatedly sodomized / penetrated he slimy slug in all its orifices; this went on til after three AM.
As the sun first peeked through the Speed Racer curtains which festooned the (invisible) eight figure mansion which Mohammed Dawg had built overlooking his go-to casino (Railroad Pass) a new sight was illuminated: the unholy union of slug and cockroach resulted in the creation of a doppelganger of Dr. Karen Nathan (Call her Dumb Bitch, or D. B. for short).
D. B. quickly outgrew the confines of the terrarium; she scanned her surroundings and espied a box of Church's Chicken which she hungrily consumed.
"Ahhhh..." she mused while letting loose several blasts of noxious Thunder From Down Under.
The blasts and the resulting hellish odor interrupted the married couple's ability to complete their felching: Mohammed Dawg, festooned with a brown mustache, and Jules Kewl, festooned with a nine and a half inch strap on dildo, ran into the living room and were stunned at the scene.
"Who are you?" Jules asked, his appendage waggling in the morning light.
"I am the doppelganger of the creator who abandoned you, and now you'll dance to MY tune."
With that D. B. magically produced a banjo, farted a "C" to tune it, then began to play Foggy Mountain Breakdown.
"Dance, my minions, dance"....and they danced, and danced, and danced the day away until an ominous rumble and shaking disturbed their reverie.
"Ah ha! It's begun" belched D. B. as she squatted and decorated the kitchen floor with digested chicken strips; "Now you guys will finally pay the piper."
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