Meanwhile, Karen Karin Tasha had missed the last bus and while walking home she heard the clamor of female voices coming from inside a former Masonic temple; curious she peeked inside and was rendered unconscious.
Shortly thereafter the interloper awoke, finding herself in the middle of a makeshift wrestling ring, surrounded by women chanting "Kill...,maim...destroy the spy..."
"What is I and I doin' in heah?"
"We FUCKASes don't take kindly to spies" answered a rather formidable specimen, holding a miter in one hand and a mace in the other.
"Wha' spies? I and I was jes walkin' home fro' work an was cur-yus, 'dat's all."
"So you say...let's look in your hideous handbag and see who you REALLY are..."
The hideous handbag was dumped on the floor, its contents rifled through, and then a loud scream came from the woman holding Karen Karin Tasha's purse: "IT IS SHE!"
Silence gripped the room like the hand of a drunken sailor cupping the breast of a ten dollar crack whore.
"It is SHE whom we have long awaited: our Savior has finally arrived!"
The Walgreen's slug didn't understand exactly what was happening but she was happy to see the change in the mood of the room and listened carefully.
"As it was written in the Karan lo those many years ago a savior has emerged to lead us so that we once again rule the world. All hail Karen Karin!"
In Pavlovian response the women all farted briskiy, tunefully, then blissfully breathed the collective aroma.
Quickly grasping the dynamics of the situation Karen Karin Tasha unfurled a true gut-ripper, one for the ages; it held a high "C" for ten seconds then concluded with a devastating thunderclap, followed by the foulest stench imaginable, permeating the air to a redolent degree..
"A sign! It truly is SHE whom we've long awaited."
The befuddled Bingo addict silently thanked her lucky stars that her mother's autism, ADHD and native stupidity had confused her while filling out Karen Karin's birth certificate; until now she'd only been mocked and jeered for her naming.
Karen Karin Tasha found that being lionized, worshiped and adored like this was preferable: she boldly stood up, eyed the ladies surrounding her and said "I and I has a 'portant 'nouncement..."