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    This Bloody Island Part 4: To Nick a Scot (Nikki/Helen)

    Then two more cats ran up to her "Hi Jessie and Katie."

    "WHAT THE FUCK!  I gonna kill those two cats as well, I'm gonna skin them alive like what I did to Saffron Burrows, I'm gonna…"

    "Stop it, no need to go round the bend (crazy)."

    Thank God he calmed me down, or else I would have been in deep trouble.

    Then she paused for a second and took a quick smell.  "What's that smell."  Helen said.  

    Uh-oh she smells Al's decaying flesh.  I knew I had to get ready for that Scottish Slurpee Girl, so I got a Slurpee cup with curry powder in it in my left hard and a bagpipe in the other.  Helen then walked down to the hallway where we were nearby.  She was about two metres away when I said this in Arabic:  

    "Helen, It's time for me to straighten you out."

    Then I turned around from the wall and threw the curry powder to her face.  Some of it got into her eyes and they were burning.  Then I quickly came up to her and slapped her with the Slurpee cup still in my left hand. She hit the wall when I slapped her. After that I dragged her by her hair to the den and I beat the hell out of her with the bagpipe.  I was singing a traditional Scottish song while I was beating her, it was the first song that came in my mind.

    O sarely may I rue the day SMACK!
       I fancied first the womenkind; BAM!
    For aye sinsyne I ne'er can hae WACK!
       Ae quiet thought or peace o' mind! SLAM!
    They hae plagued my heart, an' pleased my e'e,CRACK!
       An' teased an' flatter'd me at will, WHAM!
    But aye, for a' their witchery, WHAP!
       The pawky things I lo'e them still. BLAM!

    (What's with the sound effects?  Well you can call it my tribute to Batman…)

    The bagpipe and Helen/Simone were making too much noise, so I stopped.  Then Helen said something between her moanings "I can't see you now but it must be you, I know that voice.  How the hell did you find us? Also how do you know that song?"

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