Moxie struggled free of the two guard's grip, using her natural slipperiness. She pushed the two into Rosie's armpits, and they flailed against the stink before quickly passing out. Rosie, furious, got out of her chair and crushed her radio under one fist. She reached behind her chair and pulled out an enormous road sign, attached to a pole, that read "Men at Work". She stamped the ground and swung the thing around like a club.
"I'm gonna stuff your head up my pit and crush it like a grape!" She shouted.
She was hellbent on stomping Moxie now, beating her into submission and using her like a sweat rag. She swung the thing at Moxie and knocked her clean across the site. She flew into a cement mixer which was, thankfully, empty, but still hard as metal should be. She squealed in pain and rubbed her back as she struggled to her feet just in time to watch Rosie raise the sign above her head.
Normally, Moxie would've dodged, but the stink pouring out of the elephant's armpit's paralyzed her. She took a hard hit to the top of the head and then a sweeping blow to the side that threw her facefirst into a port-a-potty. Moxie's head was thrown into the sewage overflowing from it and got a noseful of scatty stench.
That was when she got an idea. She reached into the sewage and grabbed a wad of scat, then stuffed two plugs of it into her nose. Now, even though she was smelling rotten shit, she wasn't smelling those pits.She pulled her head out of the toilet and was ready for Rosie this time. Moxie charged, and this time she...
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