Bluuuuuuuumppppphhh...ooooooooomphle!

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: Good golly, Olly!  Here I am, trussed up like a dadblame chicken, then slung over this brave's shoulders like a sack o' flour...chicken?  Flour??  Oooooooh, boy, am I gettin' HUNGRY!! It's been hours since we've stopped for a bit of food or a rest! Boy, this is a fine howdy-do, indeed, for a well-bred southren gal like myself!  And this fella's shoulder ain't the most comfy place I've ever thrown myself down across, either!  

: *oooooomph!!  blllllmmmmmmmmmffff!*

: Geesh!  He's banging me around somethin' fierce!  Can't believe he won't let me walk any more.  Guess trying to run off through the bushes awhile back wasn't the smartest thing I ever did.  

: *uuuuuuuuugggh!  uuuuuuunkkkkk!*

: Wish he'd quit shiftin' me from shoulder to shoulder like that!  And I ain't too fond o' the way he's holdin' on to me, either.  I don't know him well enough for him to be grabbin' me like THAT! Boy, am I glad my darlin' Benton can't see me now....speakin' of Benton, surely he's found out I'm missin' and is roundin' up a search party to come rescue me...surely they'll be along any minute........


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