Sylvia and Dixie
The other girls are looking for Mr. Right and a picket fence. Not me. I wanta have a good time. I wanta little fun outta life.
When we first started our hell-fire revenge trip, I was doubtful we could pull it off, but I went along. After all, nobody likes to see some dumbass guy walk all over his woman and get off scot free.
I was amazed that our wild plots worked; it was like we were charmed. When the sheriff started checking on us, I was a little concerned, but by then we had something powerful going on. We took care of business and it felt great!
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