Fast Times

OPERATION HABBIT AND HAY
(or ``I got shot in africaaaaaaaa'')

seven years ago the fraps met, and sparked. it's a rare thing and for those old enough to know that the spark is that rarest of miracles. glad to say there was no seven-year itch to be had by us. since that fatidic day when i sported an over-sized school girl look, p was magooed, z was at the peak of her whinging best -- on the edge of the NJ turnpike -- we have convened, we have clashed, we have traded our most intimate secrets (well, i have no secrets, a by-product of being indiscreet) we have move ON and we have move BACK, but we were always fraps.
today we planned our summit, in lagos (would ANY of you fraps thought it possible seven years ago?!) and i cannot even remember when we were all together (was it p's stab at stand-up comedy in NY too many moons ago?)
so here are a few unedited, uncamouflaged snapspot of the ultimate plot to get the fraps to collide, once more, in all the splendour that is the twilight of the gods.

over to P, an oversexed, plus-40 frap:
take one
am not
insatiable. am just peaking. i'm in my prime!
OKSO AM VERY EXCITED about this trip. We will rock the
continent. Stories will be told about our visit for years to
come.
take two
i am
a baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad girl just waiting to get
away to another country to flip out. yeah!!!!! can we find a
square jawed man in Lagos.
take three
I'll show those locals a thing or two, that's for sure
take four
that's right, when you ask Mama P to roll into town you
are taking your chances. I'm a se*ual explosion waiting to
happen all over the place
take five
i can see it now
flav and I in jail, deported back to the UK.
for "lewd and lascivious" conduct. we'll create an
international incident. will require diplomats

f, the ambivalent one:
p and i
will case the joint. x chromosomes to p. y to me.
scraps to z
p's retort: excellent! then there will be no competition. should we go
for the local animals as well?

a desolate z, regretful of her kind offer:
i can't believe it. i was getting months of advice from you and
then....hellion whores on wheels are threating to storm
uh, no. nothing on blog. oh dear god. monsters unleashed.


TOO LATE BABY