Friday, May 1, 2015

Jazzmin Flush (51)

   
   "Jazzmin Flush (51)"
   
   Jazzmin Flush got the juicy gist from Daddy, Mr. Donald Flush, further enlightening her on his ravaged and raped past, getting stolen away from his wife, Jazzmin's mother, because he didn't fully appreciate Conan the Barbarian, where the young thief/fighter Conan is told precisely and imperatively:  "Domination of women!"  Or how he should have pushed the ominous witch into the cleansing fire as did young Conan when that horrid harridan attempted to thieve his godly steel, a soul forged by a father's instruction.
  Then, in the bare scud, Rascal came violently bursting through the entrance door, awakening Jazzmin and Donald to the reality that when you have dogs as friends, sooner or later you'll have to clean up after they make a mangy mess.
   And Thomas entered next, fully arctic-wolfed, growling lowly at Rascal, her defensive.  "Sorry big fella--my rump-like posterior is inflamed and itchy.  Just wanted to see if your rear end had any health secrets is all."
   Donald rolled his mature eyes at Jazzmin.  "I'm gone for a little over twenty years and you still haven't trained your dog."