'And the key to getting women, besides good looks, money and power (one or more of which might actually be optional if you look at some of these hot girls and their loser mates), is listening to them. Or at least making them believe that you are listening."
---scribbled on the WoV outhouse wall--
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Karen let out an involuntary giggle, followed by a guffaw as she espied the visitor at her door.
"Is you my 'torny? Dat dawg fella? I 'spected you'd be dif'rent,"
Such understatement: in front of her stood a swarthy dwarf clad only in a diaper, a turban, and a faux gold chain..
"And you must be the Nubian chanteuse who has worshiped me from afar; now here I am, let's party!"
With that he led his camel into the hovel and immediately turned on the TV.
"Check this out, Karen: as it happens they're playing some of my best work."
He found the channel and Karen gasped at the sight of burly men and women grabbing her attorney and hurling him as far as possible.
"But, but...I and I t'ought you was rich, and a lawyer."
"Nah, that's just a smokescreen. We Little People got to spin reality a bit to make it in this world. Say, you wanna give me a toss? It's good exercise."
Karen dropped trou, squatted, and while defecating said "What be in it for me?"
Stimulated by the sight, the tiny bullshitter's camel also let loose on the linoleum floor, causing a loud sigh from mammie.
The dwarf smiled and said "Bragging rights. How many people do you know who have tossed a dwarf?"
Karen realized she knew no one who'd tossed a dwarf; "OK, I'm game" and with that she grabbed and threw him with all of her might.
Alas, years of button pushing and key stroking had caused her to develop great muscular strength, and the dwarf wenf flying out the window instead of stopping after just a few feet.
The camel spit at her: he was NOT amused.
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