Hell Hath No Fury Like A GOOD Girl Scorned

Nobody messes with a bad girl because well, you KNOW what they can do... But have you heard of the saying - hmm... I'm sure you haven't, since I'm about to coin it...

Nobody should mess with a good girl because well, you have NO IDEA what they can do, & people will never suspect or entertain the notion that these girls are capable of doing the most devious things, after all, they are good girls... (wink)

BE AFRAID, BE VERY AFRAID

Watching a good girl turn bad, is quite amazing to see. Akin to watching an awesome thriller where your sweet next door neighbor, the one who bakes cookies and smiles all the time, turns out to be the neighborhood serial killer who chops people into pieces & buries them in the backyard...

To borrow a scene from Sweeney Todd- It's like going to your barber to get a good snip here and there, perhaps a shave and well, you get a closer shave than what you expected, meaning- you get your neck slashed open and you end up DEAD. What's the secret ingredient to Mrs. Lovett's pies, you ask? A dash of vengeance dished out by our scorned good guy Benjamin Barker a.k.a Sweeney Todd, add a little hint of blood and gore... send it in the oven for a good thirty minutes and you get a pretty good pie... A human pie...

We have a scorned good girl people, & she is out for blood. Who knew she had it in her? NOBODY!!! Nobody knew that she has instinct for such utter deviousness, it makes you want to stand up and clap for her... This is what makes our story a bloody dark comedy or a tragedy- depending on how this will end. Hand her a skull & aim the spotlight on her to hear her elocution of William Shakespeare's To be, or not to be From Hamlet...

"To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them? To die: to sleep;
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep: perchance to dream:ay, there's the rub;
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come..."


Hmm...

Just like our dashing and valiant Harvey Dent (From the movie: The Dark Knight) the passionate
man of Gotham who sadly fell to the wrong side of the law (another case of good guy gone bad) our
girl would want to borrow  a rather interesting quote from the movie as stated by Harvey:

"You either die a hero, or you live long enough to see yourself become the villian..."

Hmm... I guess our girl would rather not be the hero anymore  (wink)

You see, one day something cracked inside our girl's head, or heart, whatever! and after that
a rage that was never seen in this world bubbled inside of her, and continued to gnaw at her
inside till she just had to take it out on the very object responsible for her fall from grace...

The force was strong in our good girl & gasp! much like Anakin Skywalker (Star Wars) she has fallen
to the Dark Side of the force...

Channeling Yoda: "Doomed, all of us are... Run away, you must..."

Our good girl sleeps, and in her dreams she is hunting for justice! and perhaps... REVENGE.

"Come out come out where ever you are... I can hear your heart beating. Once, I get my hands on 
it everyone will hear the eerie sound of SILENCE..."

It would be a cold day in hell before the magma of her fury will cease & until then... No living creature
will be spared.

Beware the good girl with the sweet smile, she may appear totally harmless, but once scorned, you'll
never know what she's going to do... and you'll never know if your scared and shallow breath as you stare at
her fiery eyes will be your last...

There's a hole in the world like a great black pit
And it's filled with people who are filled with shit
And the vermin of the world inhabit it.
But not for long...

They all deserve to die.
Tell you why, Mrs. Lovett, tell you why.
Because in all of the whole human race
Mrs. Lovett, there are two kinds of men and only two
There's the one staying put in his proper place
And the one with his foot in the other one's face
Look at me, Mrs Lovett, look at you.

No, we all deserve to die
Tell you why, Mrs. Lovett, tell you why.
Because the lives of the wicked should be made brief
For the rest of us death will be a relief
We all deserve to die.

And I'll never see Johanna
No I'll never hug my girl to me - finished!
Alright! You sir, you sir, how about a shave?
Come and visit your good friend Sweeney.
You sir, too sir? Welcome to the grave.

I will have vengeance.
I will have salvation.
Who sir, you sir?
No ones in the chair, Come on! Come on!
Sweeney's. waiting. I want you bleeders.
You sir! Anybody!
Gentlemen now don't be shy!

Not one man, no, nor ten men.
Nor a hundred can assuage me.
I will have you!
And I will get him back even as he gloats
In the meantime I'll practice on less honorable throats.
And my Lucy lies in ashes
And I'll never see my girl again.

But the work waits!
I'm alive at last!
And I'm full of joy!