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"Mist all Chrucking Fighty!", said Rindercella and she ran out tripping barse over ollocks and dropping her slass glipper.
The next day Pransome Hince knocked on Rindercella's door and sugly isters let him in.
Suddenly, Betty Swallocks lifeted her leg and let out a fig bart.
"Pray, who has just farted?", asked Pransome Hince.
"Blame fugly hucker over there", said Mary Hinge.
When stinking brown cloud had lifted he tried slass glipper on both sugly isters without success and their feet stucking funk!
Betty Swallocks was ducking fisgusted, and gave pransome hince a knick in kackers. This was not difficult because he had a dig bick and barge lollocks.
He tried glass slipper on Rindercella and it fitted pucking ferfectly.
Rindercella and Pransome Hince were married.
The Pransome Hince lived his life in lucking fuxury and Rindercella lived hers with a follen swanny and they both lived happily ever after.