A Tale of Two Cities: From Chicago to the Congo
Chapter 1: Layers of the Onion
Author: SkYdAnCeRsUgArDaLeXOXO
A/N: This contains material of the utmost UTMOST MOST OF UT FILTH
Bollywood wonder Neela Rasgotra sighed obsequiously as she thrusted the bathroom stall open and seed her hero of all heroes, Doctor Johnathan M. (Millicent) Carter, M.D.J.K.Ph.G., puking his fing guts out into the toilet since he took like twenty-seven,000 vicadins and other meds that he got on the D.L.
"JMC! Why must you deliberate your body with these medicinals"?
"Away with you, sweet Hungarian temptress! These drugs have gifted me with x-ray visions and I can see your petticoats!!"
Alas, then one doctor Tony Fences strutted into the robin's egg blue lavatory.
"What in the blazes is goin' down in this hood?!" He wheedled.
Neely-Neels, that lugubrious chick with the Argentinean ac cent, responded:
Well Well Well if it isn't my arch-arch-arch enemy Antonio!
And then, that pathetic but somehow scintillatingly viscous Doctor of the Health J. Cartah moaned, "Leave your squabbles for the dance floor!!"
Sam Taggard suddenly realized that five young ginger kins had procured into the multi-toileted half-bath and leapt, "MY CHILLUNS ARE HOME!" But then Haleh slapped her and
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