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. "The
less effort expended, the more powerful the connection." An
indescribably graceful spinning crescent lunge kick
underneath the chin of 's first opponent neatly severed his
head and sent it flying into the bidet.
ducked a slice from the second frogman's 9-inch
serrated hunting knife, and with a deafening cry of "WAX ON"
she plunged 's open hand through the Swastika emblem on his
chest-- and with a similar cry of "WAX OFF" withdrew his
still-beating heart. As the body slumped to the floor,
Debbie whirled to meet the stoic gaze of the remaining
figure in black.
"Who are you?" cried, "And what do you want with
me?!? I broke a nail on your lame-ass frogman's collarbone,
and I'm really pissed off!"
"You have killed two of my finest warriors," intoned
the ninja. "And as you die, I want you to know who is
killing you." The figure pulled off its sinister hood, and
out poured a cascade of fiery red hair.
It was Tiffany. Debbie's arch-rival in the musical
netherworld of teenage pop icons, and the very figure of
evil incarnate. 's fans thought of 's as a quiet young
girl with modest dreams of stardom, when in reality was
a brazen harlot
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