The life-saving salve had not arrived to help Dr. Sybil Carter dress the mutant killer bee wounds because landslides blocked roads, the rivers were jammed by earthquake debris, and even the jungle foot paths were clogged with dead bees and their victims, yet without the medicinal unguent, many more would die, so reluctantly giving in to her promise never again to speak to her aviator ex-boyfriend, she picked up the radio and begged him to fly in the ointment.

See: "Special place in hell."

what Brice said...

What bees?????????????????????????????

Sorry Swampy... I don't get it. Guess I'm slow.

Groooooooooooooooooown !

The boyfriend answered: What the hell do you want bitch? When she explained he said: "What are those people to me?" To which she replied: "Please, I'll forgive you and do any thing you want including all of the kinky sex you always wanted from me if you'll just please fly in the medicine." The boyfriend thought about it for a moment and asked: "What color underware are you wearing?"

Sorry, if an ex-girlfriend calls me about ointment -- I'm hanging up.

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Originally posted by lavaca:
Sorry, if an ex-girlfriend calls me about ointment -- I'm hanging up.

WHAT? And miss the advice that you might be needing it!

I knew Scriptus would rise to the occassion.