cyn's coconuts

3 January 2003

(Marcie is at the sink in her sleep shirt and boxers, vigorously brushing her teeth like a good girl, without a care in the world.)

Marcie: (hums tunelessly, carefree and innocent)

(Unbeknownst to Marcie, Cyn is sneaking up behind her. As Marcie starts working on her molars, Cyn slides up behind her, gently cups Marcie's unknowing ass, and starts singing:

"I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, doodle dee do... there they are all standing in a row, doodle dee do..."

(Marcie freezes, toothbrush dangling from her mouth, and slides her eyes over to the mirror, where she sees Cyn swaying back and forth, gripping Marcie's ass in both hands, happily singing about her bunch of coconuts.)

Marcie: You are so weird.

Cyn: But I love you!

Marcie: Thank God...