It was a rainy Tuesday, when I got soaked sneaking into, The Chicago Bulls locker room. I had got past security, at the gate. I had on one of those , shiny red dresses that their cheerleaders, The Luvabulls wore on their web-site. I had been so down, about my favorite team's losing streak, I had to do something. I had my trusty bullhorn by the handle. The coach hadn't got there yet. I stood in front of The Bulls, in that little red dress. I yelled okay you -itty-bitty little, rosebuds ; I want you to get in there and, KILL-KILL-PRESS-Lean! GIVE ME THE BALL, OR I'LL KILL YOU!! I would tell you the rest but, It would violate the restraining order.
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