Punkie looked over to where the greenblood's voice sang from, and gasped as she came through the door.
"You dun ******** made yourself all up and goddamn beautiful! You look like your going to a clotballed Dark Carnival with that capricious hairstyle!" Punkie could not get her eyes off that perfectly done hair. The flowers, the colors, the hairclips, like Calida had always had a great fashion sense, but it seemed like each time to juggalo saw her she had bumped it up a notch.
"Calida you gotta mothergrubbing show me how you design that cesspool of androgenic bristle!" Punkie finally managed to pull her eyes away from the amazing beauty that was Calida's body growth, and the juggalo finally noticed the look on the greenblood's face. Punkie grinned a big toothy grin.
"Im gonna glubbin guess that finjestering look on yer face means ya want a slice of the holiest of shiznasty mothergrubbing clown knowledge, the Punkin Pie!" The juggalo ushered her friend over to the quaint table that the pie was resting on, complete with adorable tea time plates, cups, and spoons.
"Let me ******** get ya a pile o this bucketcum here!" The girl exclaimed as she started to serve the pie.
"Now how u been u swarmpupa?"
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