Finish the sentence, Chapter 16 (by best approximation)

They also sell ReVive me kits by Dubs

... and the ReVive kits are...

(I like the sound of this)

selling slowiy at the garage sales.......

But they are cheaper than Monks R Us so Deucie phones her good friend Dubs to tell her to ship the kits to the coordinates she gives her and gets them the next day...


(does anyone see my new avatar? Bc on my phone I still see my old one)

(Yes, and that's a cool avi. Better than the fireplace)

...when the kits arrive, she opens them immediately...

(oh I see it now!!!)


And stats the process to revive bait boy..

... who is smelling a little ripe after lying dead in the sun at the end of the dock for two days, but...

2sy of course the Angel she is...

( I don't know how this ReVive stuff works)

...approached bravely, rolled his broken hearted corpse over, the look of total betrayal and bewilderment still on his lifeless face, and she ...

Took the syringe (like she did in Pulp Fiction) whispered to him "this will only hurt for a second" & thrusted the needle right in the heart..

...and held his hand close to her breast, waiting for the potion to take effect, then...

low and behold he turned into not the Bait Boy but something that....

Resembled the Monk/James Bond and Deucie took a double take and almost fainted right on top of him...

were it not for the quick thinking and quicker hands of Ms. F. Bond, herself (!) who snatched victory from the hands of defeat there on the smelly sands of the low tide line, and carried her grateful, GRATEFUL prize off to comfort, while the decomposing bait man....

... slowly began to glow with ethereal light that could only be described as the magical energy of life and love, and slowly he rose to his feet, now immortal (hah! Kill me now, witch ) with a strength like..

The incredible Hulk & the roar of the master of the jungle he...

... locked eyes with Ms. F Bond Bomb, and as fear gripped her very soul, a laser of ReVive-al Light shot from his eyes and burned her eyes from her head, blinding her forever, that she may never again see the "flower of femininity" she so desires, and...

(Yeah, the gloves are off... Death is too good for the evil F-Bomb)

what is once was, is now in fact, silent....a faint green glow ( bacterial action no doubt also the roar, ahem..) did indeed appear and the corpse and spirit are history. The incredible Ms. Deucie is now left with her memories of the quick hop to Rio, the inflight samba lessons, the marverlous cacacha drinks, not to mention her AWESOME performance in the Carnival parade are all part of her memories....

.....as well as her arrest record with the Rio police when she started a huge....

(Hi guys !)

... and as Miss D ponders the memories of the dream last night, she knows that her choice was true,and as Miss D blows a final farewell kiss her way, the continuously improving Bond-0n-steroids gently sweeps his sweet D into his arms where...

she whispered gently, of course I'm liking all of your attention but, ....