He could feel the booze sweat dripping inside the mask. He felt weak in the knees. He arched his back and dropped on all fours. He hacked. His stomach convulsed as if he were going to give birth through his mouth. His teeth spread wide. He hacked again.
"NOT ON THE CARPET!" Yelled a pet owning mom who kicked him in the ass until he was out the door. In the parking lot he coughed up the contents of the rotting innards. How had he gone from majoring in library sciences to doing this in malls for chump change? He blamed Bush.
Parents had a hard time explaining the presence of a beer cap, the stench of whiskey, beans, and no hair in "Hello Kitty's hairball."
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"Jelly-belly gigglin, dancin and a-wigglin, honey that's the way I am!" Janice the Muppet