“What do you think is happening, Boss?” Cu’ inquired of me as we bellied up to the bar in the Looney Lounge. Man those Loon girls could bend in ways that make a man weak. It’s a shame they’re so fragile, as I once found out when one of my claws dug into a girl’s ass. POP! Talk about instant deflation, and not just for her. Yeah, so I broke the rules, you’re not allowed to touch the girls, but rules don’t apply to me and accidents happen, you know.

We were all made murderers that day. The first of many kills for me, for her. Poor Elphalba never had a chance. Hind sight is 20/20; if only we weren’t so foolish then. If only we had been able to see the true evil glimmering in a sparkling gown behind an angelic face and a tight ass. I have to give credit to Glinda. She pulled our strings to get her way. Now that psycho bitch rules Emerald City and all the lands. Taking the throne from straw face was easy for her. She had spun her lies so they were easily believed. If only we could go back, maybe things would have turned out differently. Now the psychotic witch is up to her tricks again. What the hell does she want?