{Maude}Cleanin' up afta yas

[DoS Archive]

Date: 10/28/97 10:21 PM Pacific Standard Time
From: Maude Miss



::shuffling out of her room, after hearing too much loud noise going on downstairs, Maude walked to the balcony overlooking the main tavern room. She was dressed in her heavy wool rode and wearing a pair of worn, brown slippers. Always with the polkadot bandana covering her head, she peered down to see that a mess was left from the nites duels::

::Maude then waddled down the stairs, grumbling as only she could, and headed right to the janitor closet, pulling out her trademark Mop and Bucket::

"Durn punk fightahs, always doolin', an' always leavin' me a mess ta clean. Ya'd think they woulda learned by now. Or least been taught some damn man'ers. Faulty childrearin'!, that's whut it be. Leave all da cleanin' fer ol' Miss Maude. Ah'll 'member this'n stunt, ya gonna bet on that there. Whack'em inna head wit da mop. then they be seein' something other'n whut they tought. Dag nabbit doolers, them thinkin' they run da place."

::Maude nodded, convinced she was right. Thinking that a woman of her age and station derseved a little respect.::