“That jerk always called me a fat cow. We’ll see what he thinks of this cow now.”

“He didn’t call you fat; he said he wanted to milk your big udders. You’re playing right into his hands.”

“Oh I’ll play right into his hands alright. Then we’ll see who’s an ugly cow when he’s kneeling under me.”

“Honey, please, this is crazy. It’s humiliating. What will our friends think?”

“That one of us finally has the upper hand over this bully? Besides, baby, none of our friends will be there. It’s an exclusive party for the cool crowd. That ass only joking invited me to be his ‘bovine bitch,’ not thinking I’d actually do it. But I’ll show him. I’ll wipe that smug smile right off his face with a double D in his mouth.”

“Please, I can’t bear to see this.”

“Baby, don’t cry. Don’t worry…you’re not invited either. Oh and don’t wait up. It might take all night to teach him a lesson.”