A Life in the Day of Nixdown Nixon - The Woody Back to School Unit
A Life in the Day of Nixdown Nixon - The Woody Back to School Unit
A Life in the Day of Nixdown Nixon - The Woody Back to School Unit
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Janet Mitchell is an odious and sp<strong>in</strong>eless<br />
creature. For years she was Yvonne’s lieutenant <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />
Confederacy <strong>of</strong> Yo<strong>of</strong>s and when <strong>the</strong>y were <strong>in</strong>mates<br />
she was <strong>in</strong> charge <strong>of</strong> dirty ops. She generally made<br />
sure she was <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> company <strong>of</strong> her enforcers Ivan<br />
<strong>the</strong> Terrible and Spanker Spage when she got up <strong>to</strong><br />
her nefarious activities.<br />
One time a few years ago I caught her out and<br />
about on her own try<strong>in</strong>g <strong>to</strong> strong-arm protection<br />
money out <strong>of</strong> one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> grubbies. I <strong>in</strong>tervened and<br />
Janet tried <strong>to</strong> get haughty with me so I biffed her on<br />
<strong>the</strong> snooter, which <strong>to</strong>ok her by surprise as she is quite<br />
a lot taller than me. She boo-hooed like a baby.<br />
As a result <strong>of</strong> this little altercation we were<br />
both sentenced <strong>to</strong> be publicly flogged. Now I have <strong>to</strong><br />
tell you a public flogg<strong>in</strong>g is <strong>to</strong>ugh duty but we are<br />
<strong>Woody</strong> gals and we are expected <strong>to</strong> accept our fate<br />
with a certa<strong>in</strong> degree <strong>of</strong> s<strong>to</strong>ic pride. Clearly Janet<br />
never got <strong>the</strong> email. In Ms Law<strong>to</strong>n’s <strong>of</strong>fice she made a<br />
complete ass <strong>of</strong> herself weep<strong>in</strong>g and plead<strong>in</strong>g and<br />
putt<strong>in</strong>g all <strong>the</strong> blame on me.<br />
Now Ms Law<strong>to</strong>n was a wily bird and she was<br />
hav<strong>in</strong>g none <strong>of</strong> it. She knew that I only went <strong>in</strong><strong>to</strong> <strong>the</strong><br />
hooter bopp<strong>in</strong>g bus<strong>in</strong>ess with good reason. She <strong>to</strong>ld<br />
Janet <strong>to</strong> quit with <strong>the</strong> waterworks and when Mitch <strong>the</strong><br />
Bitch cont<strong>in</strong>ued <strong>to</strong> blub <strong>the</strong> Grand Dame put her over<br />
her knee and gave her someth<strong>in</strong>g <strong>to</strong> blub about.<br />
It was even worse <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> hall. We were<br />
sentenced <strong>to</strong> n<strong>in</strong>e strokes each. I went first. Ms<br />
Law<strong>to</strong>n was an expert with a cane and she whopped<br />
<strong>the</strong> piss out <strong>of</strong> me. Now this might have been ra<strong>the</strong>r<br />
pleasant under different circumstances, a damned