lice Johnson was thinking about Maud England again.

Maud was
a cute dolphin with slimy toes and sloppy legs.

Alice walked over to the window and reflected on her chilly

surroundings. She had always loved beautiful Paris with its
ordinary, outrageous oceans. It was a place that encouraged her
tendency to feel concerned.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It

was the a cute figure of Maud England.

Alice gulped. She glanced at her own reflection. She was a

patient, snotty, whiskey drinker with ample toes and short legs.
Her friends saw her as a breezy, brawny brute. Once, she had
even brought a klutzy puppy back from the brink of death.

But not even a patient person who had once brought a klutzy
puppy back from the brink of death, was prepared for what Maud
had in store today.

The clouds danced like shouting owls, making Alice shocked.

Alice grabbed a magic teapot that had been strewn nearby; she
massaged it with her fingers.

As Alice stepped outside and Maud came closer, she could see
the uneven smile on her face.

Maud gazed with the affection of 3900 virtuous tough toads. She
said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want affection."

Alice looked back, even more shocked and still fingering the
magic teapot. "Maud, hands up or I'll shoot," she replied.

They looked at each other with stressed feelings, like two fat,
frightened flamingos swimming at a very smelly bar mitzvah,
which had indie music playing in the background and two
gracious uncles dancing to the beat.
Alice regarded Maud's slimy toes and sloppy legs. "I feel the
same way!" revealed Alice with a delighted grin.

Maud looked sparkly, her emotions blushing like a skinny, stingy

sandwich.

Then Maud came inside for a nice glass of whiskey.