“How about this one”, Alice yelled out, “Pinocchio Ointment?”
“Maybe.” Funzo yelled back.
Mike, Alice, Funzo, and Caitlyn were all in the Chinese Ointment store looking for an
ointment to change Bridget with. Funzo had originally wanted to change her into a clown
just like him, but Caitlyn talked him out of it. She had reasoned in her little 10-year-old
way that Bridget could be happy that way. She could easily make a living at it like Funzo,
or join a circus. Mike interjected that plenty of guys have clown fetishes so she could still
meet someone. It was Alice who hit on the idea that if an ointment started this mess then
an ointment could end it.
“I found one,” Caitlyn called out. “It’s a smelly feet ointment!” Caitlyn laughed hard at the
idea of Bridget with smelly feet and couldn’t help squeeze out a loud smelly fart. The
Chinese Shopkeeper sprayed deodorizer at her butt to kill the smell. “I told you to stop
that!” Caitlyn yelled at him.
“I will when smelly clowns stop stinking up store!” he shot back. He had been following
Caitlyn Clown and Funzo around the store with the deodorizer spraying it every time one of
them broke wind.
“Hmph!” Caitlyn Clown said and turned back to her searching. Funzo couldn’t help but
admire the 10-year-old clown and how much she reveled in all the clown features he
considered a handicap. She made it a little bit more bearable for him to be stuck like this.
“I found muscle growth ointment,” Mike said walking up to Alice.
“She’d hate that, even more than she’d hate this bigfoot ointment,” Funzo told them.
“Bigfoot the sasquatch, or bigfoot in enormous feet?” Mike asked.
“I’m not sure.” Funzo said as he scratched his bald head and checked the label.
Caitlyn walked up squeaking to show everyone what she found. “Look! Tons o’ Gas
ointment!”
“That would go great with this big butt ointment,” Alice smiled to her daughter. Caitlyn
honked her nose in agreement.
“Oh!” Funzo said in surprise. “Look what I found. Slob ointment.”
“You find many ointments!” The Shopkeeper yelled at them. “Buy one and get out of store!
Smelly clowns stinking up place with their farts!”
Caitlyn Clown and Funzo both looked at each other with a sly smile and then back at the
Shopkeeper. That’s when they both released a pungent fart that couldn’t be covered up by
a deodorizer.
“But which ointment do we get?” Alice asked choking on the farts.