Catfight Club

The Pink Bomber was to be my first challenger I was told, and so I had a good look at her: Bomber wore a skintight pink leotard which was bulging with baby fat and was straining at the seams, she was looking like a sweet marzipan piglet on a good-luck cake to me! Miss Tutu announced me as the newest performer at the club and she was holding up my hand as if I had won already: »Ladies and Gentlemen!«, she was shouting with visible pride, »the Killer Nun!«