Slumber Parties, Bad Ideas, Mischief and Thunderstorms

Once upon a time there were three little girls...a blonde, a redhead and a brunette.

One fine Friday, these three decided to have a slumber party.

Naturally, that's when things became interesting.

Upon arriving at the blonde's house, the brunette and the redhead dumped their bicycles on her lawn and pulled off their backpacks. They then entered the dwelling of the blonde and set their things down on a spotless beige carpet.

As they entered the dwelling of the blonde, the sky suddenly grew dark... Minutes later raindrops began falling like hailstones on the lawn and roof as though God himself were opposed to the plans of the three little girls...

But how could this be? They were just innocents, with nothing more planned than a simple night of tea, crumpets, toe nail painting and pillowfights...

Or were they?

The Blonde: Sweet, innocent and always lady-like, she was known for sitting on a window seat in a tall tower, brushing her golden locks, wearing ankle-length skirts. When someone once told her that "modern women" sometimes play sports (rugby/track and field/cycling) she let out a delicate snort and denied that this was possible.

The Red-head: Rowdy as all red-heads (or those with Red-headed tendencies) are known to be...She was nevertheless also quite sweet and innocent, with a compunction for telling people her entire life story with absolutely no prompting whatsoever. She was well known for being a lover of Life Time, television for women, where she need never be subjected to such vulgar stories as those involving blood-shed, violence or acts of a superhuman nature.

The Brunette: Quiet and shy with a voice rarely raised above a whisper, she was yet another sweet and innocent little girl. Since she of course realized that looks are all that is important in this world, she never bothered to go to school, and felt that reading...especially reading poetry, was a complete waste of time. As a result, she was as dumb as a box of rocks...but luckily she was so darned beautiful that it made absolutely no difference...

Anyway, after their arrival at the home of the Blonde, it wasn't long before the three girls were steeped in their giggle-frenzy, drinking tea like crazy...

And then the second thing happened... They ran out of tea and sent the blonde girl's attractive lackey, whose name was MrSpeedracer, out to the store to get more.

Something went horribly awry at the store...for when MrSpeedracer returned and fashioned yet another pot of tea, something was dreadfully wrong with it...

It turned all three girls into raving lunatics.

The three first ran screaming through the house, overturning furniture, tying up Mr Speeracer and giving him a pedicure...

They then proceded to decimate a mid-sized city in Southern NH. Laying waste to innocent and guilty alike... They even overturned a small discount footwear shop (their madness was exacerbated by great strength) and stole an entire shipment of Dansko Clogs.

So it just goes to show... Slumber parties can be much more dangerous than you can imagine...