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Subject: THEMENITE-EXHIBITIONISM "Walmart" www.nastystories.com
Date: Sat, 05 Apr 1997 21:42:54 GMT
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Cindy, the Walmart Freak
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And now, the continuing adventures of
            ----Cindy, the Wallmart Greeter with the Clap!----

A radiodrama

scene:
Dave's Radio

Cindy:  Hello, and welcome to Walmart.  Ya' know, I've got the clap

(many billions and billions of customers pass by)

she repeats her first line as a number of people equal to three
times the population of the Earth pass by her.

Cindy:  Boy, am I glad I am a Walmart greeter.  But somehow, there
must be more to life.

Phyllis (another Walmart Greeter):  I am here to relieve you

Cindy:  Thanks.  But Phil, don't you think there is more to life.

Phyllis:  Yes, that's why I had a sex change

Cindy:  I would never do that to my self

Phyllis:  Neither would I, that is why my girlfriend did it for me.

Cindy:  Say, I wonder what is going on in Dave's office now.

Phyllis:  Probably some asshole making love to a stiff

Cindy:  Did it ever occur to you that I might be the only Walmart
greeter with the a social disease.

Phyllis:  Well, when I was in the middle of my sex change...

Cindy:  Yes....

Phyllis:  It occurred to me then.

song:  I remember having a sex change and thinking about Cindy's
illness  -I've got two legs from my hips to the ground and when
they move I walk around

Phyllis:  Lets stop singing

Cindy:  My god... you cured my disease

Phyllis:  What disease

Cindy:  I'm sorry, I think I shoot the typis...

Phyllis:  Missed

Cindy:  How about Sam Walton?

Phyllis:  He caught his social disease from group sex with Merve
Griffin, and Ross Perot

Bob:  Hi girls....

Phyllis:  Get lost creep....

Bob:  Why...

Phyllis:  Because you a stupid, ignorant person with a brain and a
penis that resembles jello.

Bob:  But at least I don't have a disease

Cindy:  Hey Bob, want to prove that?

Bob (efminant voice):  Hey, I don't have a nudity clause in my
contract

Cindy:  Whose gonna know?  This is radio.

Bob:  I am not taking off my clothes.... Phyllis!

Phyllis:  I am naked, no-one can see me, in my beautiful splendor

Bob:  That's disgusting

Phyllis:  You know, one part of me is getting very, very, very
moist.

Bob:  You slut... and get out from under that garden hose

Phyllis:  But it is the only way I can get moist because I had the
discount sex change at Johns Hopkins

Cindy:  People, don't you realize that this is alt.sex.stories

Bob:  Well, it is better than Discipling Your Step-Daughter

Cindy:  Leave her out of it

Bob:  The way you did that, with your cane...

Cindy:  No that was the one about the naked highschool girls

Bob:  But you still are naked.

Phyllis:  Yes, isn't it wonderful

Cindy:  Phyllis does have a point, I think I will get naked, too,
but this time I will ruffle some clothes.

(sound of clothes ruffling)

Bob:  This is sick!  You are both naked.

(millions of people reading the newsgroup cum)

Cindy:  But isn't it nice

Bob:  I thought you were talking about the meaning of life

CIndy:  Well, I do have the clap

Bob:   That isn't the meaning of life!  It has to be something
philosophical, involving cumquots.

Cindy:  Get a life, being naked on the radio is all the rage

Bob:  All that is left is a lesbian sex scene

Cindy:  That is sick

  (Phyllis and Cindy make grunting noises nevertheless)

Bob:  Get a life, do you realize that while you were spending all
this time performing, billions and billions of people went into
Walmart without being greeted!

Cindy:  Bob, could you suck me?

Phyllis:  On the radio.

Bob:  No way in hell.

Phyllis:  Admit it Bob, you would like to be naked...

Bob:  Well I, (music climaxes)



