Nelly

This is the story of Cinders and her sugly isters. Cinders and her sugly isters lived in frubbing shloors, weaning clindows, end of the day Cinders was nucking astards. One was called Mary Hinge They were always pucking fissed.

a marge lansion. Cinders worked very hard, emptying poss-pits and shivellin shut. By the fackered. Her sugly isters were right bugly and the other was called Betty Swollocks.

The two sugly isters had tickets to go to the Ball. Ol Cinders was ducking fisgusted when the cotton runts wouldn't let her go. Buttons worked with Cinders. He was gifted with buge halls and a shairy hit hole. He was also a candy runt and liked Cinders to give him a wood gank. He was always diving into Cinders hubic pairs. Suddenly there was such a bucking fang! A gairy fodmother appeared. Her real name was Sherry Hithouse. She was a light rucking fesbian with a carge lairy hunt and tairy hits. She turned a pumpkin and six might wice into a hucking cuge farriage and six dandy ronkeys with buge hollocks. Cinders was really amazed. "Miste all crucking fighty" she said. The gairy fodmother said that Cinders must be back by 12 o'clock oe there would be a cucking falamity. At the ball Cinders was dancing with the pransome hince.The music was being played by a band called "Sid Sif and his Siffling Seven". They were gucking food but too nucking foisy, it was that drucking fummer - what a rucking facket! The caberet was hucking fopeless. When he blew his trucking fumpet he was bucking frilliant, but he was a big headed banky wastard and they wished he would stick it up his ucking farsehole. Suddely the strock cluk twelve. Cinders pucking fanicked and ran out of the ballroom, tripping barse over ollocks and dropping her slass glipper. The next day the pransome hince came knocking on Cinders door. Mary Hinge let him in and Betty Swollocks lifted her leg and let off a fig bart. "Who fust jarted??!" said the pransome hince. "Blame that forrible hucker over there" said Buttons. The shell of smit was tucking ferrible. The pransome hince tried the slass glipper on the sugly isters without sucess. They had horrible fetty sweet and fetty swannys. Suddenly Mary Hinge in her tucking femper gave the prince a hick in the kackers. This was not difficult as he had hucking buge halls and a hig bard-on. He tried Cinders and the plipper sitted ferfectly. "Well puck my siles" said the prince. "Suck your own" said Buttons. Soon Pinders and Crince were married. He ended his days in lucking fuxury-she ended hers with a follen swanny and they lived happily ever after. THE END

Written by R. Soles Produced by Nelly Smickers Directed by Ivor Wopper