User:EdithChui

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I first met her in munchies. She gave me extra chips. If I had known of her noodling skills though… needless to say…

She spoke with a soft lilt in her voice, and I found myself hanging on to her every word. The twang in the kongy kongy accent, the roll of her tongue, it was entrancing… I let it slosh around in my brain like a fine red wine. “Waaaaaaa… WAAAAAAAA” she said with an aristocratic air.

Yes, twas Edith Chui, God bless her. Though compact like a pocket napkin, she was clearly not to be reckoned with. The words “mighty midget” briefly drifted into the room, floated about then made haste before anyone was impeached… too late…

The pressure around her temple finally cut off her blood flow, and the peripheral sounds of her heart stopped, leaving nothing but strain, an intense tension of the skin, desperately clinging to the current state of affairs for but a seconds worth before the penny dropped…

The Rabbit from Monty Python was a cripple in comparison.