Kooky Lucy Frost (2)

   
   "Kooky Lucy Frost (2)"
  
   Lucy Frost had just bagged groceries for a man making his own gravy during this unusually hot day in the city of Buffalo; specifically, his armpits were lathered in hairy sweat; plus, his forehead was toxically smeared in bubbly beads of grotesque grossness, and he had a set of paws demonically dripping in microscopic germ juice; therefore, as she pushed his cart out to his car, ignoring his small talk concerning the price of silver possibly going up, she had no conscious clarity or true lucid sense concerning reality, only thinking he could lather a bird cooked in the oven with all his man sweat.
   As soon as her duty ended, she dashed into the lady's room, and immediately smelled the odor of a stale bowel movement recently flushed, puked in the sink, washed her hands in the second sink, and put Purell up her nostrils and on her washed hands; plus, went all the way up to her elbows with the sanitizing product; next, decided she could get a new job, and ran the hell out of the grocery store, jogging swiftly back to her Big Bird yellow apartment complex, where she entered her apartment by way of opening the door with her shirt tail; then, stripped naked, carefully putting her clothes in the washer, and jumped into the shower, scalding herself to precious purity.
   Cleveland, the Sheltie, was used to such furious drive concerning his master's need to glisten, and simply waited for his best pal to be all fresh and minty, a place where Kooky Lucy Frost could find solace, and actually be a real human being, from time to time.