Cinderella:"Good Fairy! What in I catching gown and such in original hair do."
Good Fairy:"That'll be enough with the fashion news, honey. Now you know the way this worked right when midnight strikes, you fade."
Cinderella:"Um... I'm not so sure about that anymore."
Good Fairy:"What is that mean?"
Cinderella:"He's such a hung and he is a prince. I think I want him."
Good Fairy:"You jump-top little slut!"
Cinderella:"Who?"
Good Fairy:"You keep your paws off my prince!"
Cinderella:"Your prince? [she throws a banana peel at Good Fairy against the wall then she laughed] Oh, you poor rosy to me. How old are you again? 3,057?"
Good Fairy:"Hey, I'm only 3,032!"
Cinderella:"And you have the hots for a hunky young sovereign. That's so pathetic! [then Good Fairy cast a spell on Cinderella]"
Good Fairy:"Look sweetie! Flirt with him all you want! Tongropaderdoper tit go for it! I want him so hot he's smoken. But til midnight, you're outta here!"
Cinderella:"Darling, midnight's hours away. Plenty of time for me to work my magic. But kind to your 3,000 year old equipment can't handle."
Good Fairy:"JUST YOU WAIT 'TIL YOU LOSE THAT SLIPPER, BITCH! JUST YOU WAIT TIL MIDNIGHT CHIMES!"
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