My girlfriend was pretty dangerous. Around me she was gentle but in martial arts competitions she was unstoppable. She was gorgeous from head to toe but she was just as deadly. She had the most beautiful and deadly feet in the world. She came to save me one day when I got a phone call telling me I had been "misfiled".
An evil bureaucrat lady, through her wiles, connections and selfish spite, took it upon herself to ruin peoples lives, forcing them to go into slavery. I was just the latest victim.
I joined a group of activists to protest this. We made signs, demands and snacks for our protest. We protested around city hall. We got ridiculed in the media and were called lazy by old people.
My girlfriend, wondering what was going on, came up to me. "Hey babe, what's up?" she said, giving me a kiss. I told her what was going on and about the evil bureaucrat lady responsible. She thought for a moment "Hmm... what does she look like?". I showed her a sign that had her picture. "Here. Imagine this but without the devil horns". "Alright." my girlfriend said, taking off her shoes and handing them to me, "look after these babe pretty please? I'll be back soon!". She gave me a swift kiss before leaping up on walls and rooftops, eventually disappearing in the distance.
Soon we caught wind of a news report. The evil bureaucrat lady had been murdered, having being kicked in the face a million times until her skull caved in. We ourselves also got word that her evil slave policy had been lifted. We were free again! We cheered but not too loudly, considering the media bias. We could now go home.
My girlfriend appeared in the distance, walking towards me in the middle of the road. Her feet were covered with blood. "I'm back!" she chirped, not showing any signs of pain herself. "Let's go home! You can give me a foot bath!" I hugged and kissed her with gratitude. "Gladly!" I said as we set off for home.
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