Hey fellas! Looking to party?

TinyTina waved to a few sailors on leave seeing the sights and sounds of Navy Pier. She motioned the uniformed men toward the run down tenements.

We’ve got some fiiiiiiiine ass bitches. You like badonkadonks? Just around the corner!

Being the Pimptress of Navy Pier TinyTina had to keep her girls busy to make that pocket change to support her ice cream habit and to kick up some up to her boss. If a girl was having a bad day Tina would remind them that laying on their backs made her pockets fat. This seemed to motivate the girls well. They really enjoyed laying on their backs and if you paid extra…well…you’d have to see after you paid extra. 

We’ve got tall girls, short girls, fat girls, skinny girls, hairy girls, toothless girls. Ladies that haven’t showered in days, ladies with goiters. Hump back ladies, mannnnnnnly ladies. 

She waved the sailors forward and onto the “ladies” in waiting. Tina turned around and found that a crowd had formed behind her. 

And it’s fucking true! It’s right there! That’s how you initiate prostitution! 

That’s when Tina noticed the tall guy in the back with one of those mustaches, those cop mustaches was eating some cotton candy. Of course he was eating! Tina threw her hands up and needed to distract the audience from the sailors and hookers getting down behind her. She reallllly didn’t want to get busted today. She had quite a bit of ice cream money in her pockets. Tina decided to distract the crowd words. Jumbled up and making much of no sense. 

HELLO WORLD!!! HELLO HELLO!!! I’M A ZOMBIEEEEEEEEEEE.

TinyTina bared her teeth to the crowd and growled. The crowd moved back in great fear as they looked into the the eyes of Tina and saw her murderous rage. Just as the crowd braced themselves for her to attack she made a dodge to the left.

Tina skipped off into a field of daisies singing “a tisket a tasket”. 

Frank was in New York for the weekend. He had heard the place was gonna go off, what with Amethyst's birthday falling on Sunday. He was bound to find some pickpocket targets and maybe would get invited to a Halloween party or two or three. Walking casually in the streets he heard a tiny little voice high pitched and making commotion near the Pier.

He headed over as a crowd formed and looked over a couple of Navy sailor hats. There was a pretty little lady talking about badonkadonks and all kinds of sexy little things. He took a look at her closely. She had sensuality in her every motion, radiating from her pores like the sweetest aphrodisiac, thrilling, mesmerizing, enthralling. It was in her breathe, in her touch, in her motion. It was the spice of her being, the essence of her laugh, the rule of her own erotic world. Nobody could resist, and nobody wanted to.

All the sailors were flocking to her and Frankie knew he had to slowly back out of there or things were going to get out of control. He wasn't sure why she was doing this but whatever her objective it seemed like she was succeeding. Suddenly she started making groaning and hideous noises. 

"HELLO WORLD!!! HELLO HELLO!!! I’M A ZOMBIEEEEEEEEEEE." She yelled while baring her teeth. The she ran off to the side and was skipping away.....

Frankie was shaking the image out of his head she had some sort of magnetic power over all the people and it was scary. It wasn't even a full moon out. Frankie ran back into the shelter of the nearest donuts shop and started enjoying a chocolate glazed pastry with some coffee.