“you know how she’s always talking about her itchy bottom? well maybe we could put some red ants and fleas and make it REALLY itch” squealed Brenda.
“or we could smash her face over and over again with the bricks she keeps throwing in our windows and giggling and saying DID THAT HURTED MAWITHA !?” added suelyne raucously, but not without a tinge of seriousness.
“or BOTH !” brenda yelled, high on the sheer joy of the thought of putting that brat through some serious pain