Psychiatrically speaking, Muffy was suffering from Bipolar disorder.
One of those Poles, salemski, had been wonderful as a lover, and she could still recall his cheeky grin as he nuzzled her intimately.
Unfortunately, the other Pole, Dobryski, kept insisting she let him paint her in the bathroom. She got tired of being painted, and hated the smell of white spirit which clung to her skin.
Luckily, she could recall very little of Dobyski's little peccadilloes, which the psychiatrist explained was because they were too small to be significant.
"Maybe I didn't mean to say 'peccadilloes' after all", thought Muffy, "but that's what salemski called his."
"Oh well! Whatever I meant doesn't matter now that I have Bugs Pond to keep me happy. Although I do miss Rear....."
"Why are you talking to yourself?", said Precious, "I still don't have a decent acronym and all you can think about is Bugs!
"I'm sorry Precious", trilled Muffy, "I just can't think of anything else but Bugs now!"
"Hmmmmmm...Bugs..BUGS....an acronym using BUGS", pondered Precious, "I know! It could mean......... |
