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   Paul and Ringo were just finnishing up a drink when George came running towards them with John. John was in quite a bit of pain considering that George still had his ear in his hand. Georges expresstion was blank as he came up to Paul and Ringo giggleing about a story that Ringo had just told.
   "I fouund them." George said monotonely.
   "What was that Geo?"
   "I found the girls!"
   "Where?!?!?!" Ringo and Paul asked not believing what they just heard.
   "backstage they are performing tonight!" Paul and Ringo saw by George's face that their was no way he could be lying. As they started to get up from the bar stool each one was blacked out and the bartender took thier bodys behind the countier as if it was nothing.... when the boys came to the had no idea where they were or what had happend intill George put his hand to wall to rest it and it went through. Thats when they relised they where dead.....

Earlier that evening.....

   I heard the percussion start. I and thoutgh why are they using insturments when we had a perfectly good record. Then I resiled its beacuse we cut a few parts from the song and we heard our que from the annoucer as the curtians opened with us sitting in the chair back wards facing the aduince.
   "Now presenting the 4 merry murderesses of the Liverpool countey Jail."
    "Pop"
    "swish"
    "Cicero"
    "Lennon"
   With each kick and turn that went in the air some how we lost our chairs. Janes verse was coming up when I relised that we had planed a tango type and it requires two peolpe, I thought oh its ok we can impreivese I mean thats always what happends right? I look over at Jane and she looks panicked like she can't controll her own body as her verse pops up.
   "You know how people have these little habbits that always get you down? Like Paul..." I look over and see that Jane has a Tango partner. As if he had appeared out of nowhere. It was so strange and when his face finally hit the light I relised it was Paul and Jane for the first time in her life looked scared out of her mind....
   "Paul like to chew gum, no, pop. One day I come home really irrietaed and looking for a little bit of sympathy and theres Paul lying on the couch drinking a beer and chewing, no, not chewing poping his gum and I looked at him and said you pop that gum one more time and he did... so I took that shot gun off the wall and fired two warning shots into his head!" She pulled a read scarf out of nowhere and countined to tango with him on stage as the rest of us countined in unsion.
   "He had it coming, he took a flower in its prime... it was a murder, but not a crime" My feet starting moving as if something was controlling me and I see my tango buddy come out of no where. Ringo he had a glassy look in his eyes as if he wasn't there. I flashed back to eailer that week...
   "Now I'm standing in the kitchen carving the chicken for dinner when in storms my husband Ringo in Jealous rage, You've been screwing George! He kept screaming you've been screwing George! He was crazy and then he ran into my knife... He ran into my knife ten times." With that the same read scarf was pulled from his stomach as we all sang in unison... "If you had been there, if you had seen it, I bet you have done the same!" Pattie had tears in her eyes durning the next verse and she had two dancers.
   "My sister Marueen and I had this double act and my husband George travled along with us. Now for our last act we did these 20 acrobatic tricks in a row. 1,2,3,4,5 spilts, spread eagles, back flips, flip flops one right after the other. Well this one night at the hotel Cicero we had this hotle room and we were boozing and having a good time when we ran out of ice, so I went out to get some. I come back and find George and Marueen doing number 17 the spread eagle. Well I was in such a state of shock that I completely blacked out I couldn't remeber a thing untill later when I was washing thier blood off my hands I even knew they were dead!" Our dancers as mysterously as they appeared they disappered and pattie had the red scarfs coming out of her hands. Then Cynthia passed infront of us for it was her verse, as John came up through the floor she got on the lift...
  "I loved that John Lennon, He was a real artist guy, sensetive, a painter. But he was always out trying to find himself. Every night he would go out looking for himself and along the way he found Ruth, Gladys, Rosemary and Paul.... You could say that we broke up beacuse of artist difference he saw himself as alive and saw him DEAD!"
   John jumped off the stage into the dark audice as if he planned it that way... "The dirty bum bum bum, The dirty bum bum bum.... they had it coming they only had themselfs to blame caused they used us and they abused us! How could you tell us that we were wrong?!" With that the music stopped and we had a large appluse. We bowed and went backstage... Only to be greeted by the police
   "you ladies are under arrest for murder in the first degree." They booked us we where all to stund to say anything. As we exited the club in handcuffs the road looked different... I reslied then and there that we where in 1920's..............

Description
   Paul and Ringo were just finnishing up a drink when George came running towards them with John. John was in quite a bit of pain considering that George still had his ear in his hand. Georges expresstion was blank as he came up to Paul and Ringo giggleing about a story that Ringo had just told.
   "I fouund them." George said monotonely.
   "What was that Geo?"
   "I found the girls!"
   "Where?!?!?!" Ringo and Paul asked not believing what they just heard.
   "backstage they are performing tonight!" Paul and Ringo saw by George's face that their was no way he could be lying. As they started to get up from the bar stool each one was blacked out and the bartender took thier bodys behind the countier as if it was nothing.... when the boys came to the had no idea where they were or what had happend intill George put his hand to wall to rest it and it went through. Thats when they relised they where dead.....

Earlier that evening.....

   I heard the percussion start. I and thoutgh why are they using insturments when we had a perfectly good record. Then I resiled its beacuse we cut a few parts from the song and we heard our que from the annoucer as the curtians opened with us sitting in the chair back wards facing the aduince.
   "Now presenting the 4 merry murderesses of the Liverpool countey Jail."
    "Pop"
    "swish"
    "Cicero"
    "Lennon"
   With each kick and turn that went in the air some how we lost our chairs. Janes verse was coming up when I relised that we had planed a tango type and it requires two peolpe, I thought oh its ok we can impreivese I mean thats always what happends right? I look over at Jane and she looks panicked like she can't controll her own body as her verse pops up.
   "You know how people have these little habbits that always get you down? Like Paul..." I look over and see that Jane has a Tango partner. As if he had appeared out of nowhere. It was so strange and when his face finally hit the light I relised it was Paul and Jane for the first time in her life looked scared out of her mind....
   "Paul like to chew gum, no, pop. One day I come home really irrietaed and looking for a little bit of sympathy and theres Paul lying on the couch drinking a beer and chewing, no, not chewing poping his gum and I looked at him and said you pop that gum one more time and he did... so I took that shot gun off the wall and fired two warning shots into his head!" She pulled a read scarf out of nowhere and countined to tango with him on stage as the rest of us countined in unsion.
   "He had it coming, he took a flower in its prime... it was a murder, but not a crime" My feet starting moving as if something was controlling me and I see my tango buddy come out of no where. Ringo he had a glassy look in his eyes as if he wasn't there. I flashed back to eailer that week...
   "Now I'm standing in the kitchen carving the chicken for dinner when in storms my husband Ringo in Jealous rage, You've been screwing George! He kept screaming you've been screwing George! He was crazy and then he ran into my knife... He ran into my knife ten times." With that the same read scarf was pulled from his stomach as we all sang in unison... "If you had been there, if you had seen it, I bet you have done the same!" Pattie had tears in her eyes durning the next verse and she had two dancers.
   "My sister Marueen and I had this double act and my husband George travled along with us. Now for our last act we did these 20 acrobatic tricks in a row. 1,2,3,4,5 spilts, spread eagles, back flips, flip flops one right after the other. Well this one night at the hotel Cicero we had this hotle room and we were boozing and having a good time when we ran out of ice, so I went out to get some. I come back and find George and Marueen doing number 17 the spread eagle. Well I was in such a state of shock that I completely blacked out I couldn't remeber a thing untill later when I was washing thier blood off my hands I even knew they were dead!" Our dancers as mysterously as they appeared they disappered and pattie had the red scarfs coming out of her hands. Then Cynthia passed infront of us for it was her verse, as John came up through the floor she got on the lift...
  "I loved that John Lennon, He was a real artist guy, sensetive, a painter. But he was always out trying to find himself. Every night he would go out looking for himself and along the way he found Ruth, Gladys, Rosemary and Paul.... You could say that we broke up beacuse of artist difference he saw himself as alive and saw him DEAD!"
   John jumped off the stage into the dark audice as if he planned it that way... "The dirty bum bum bum, The dirty bum bum bum.... they had it coming they only had themselfs to blame caused they used us and they abused us! How could you tell us that we were wrong?!" With that the music stopped and we had a large appluse. We bowed and went backstage... Only to be greeted by the police
   "you ladies are under arrest for murder in the first degree." They booked us we where all to stund to say anything. As we exited the club in handcuffs the road looked different... I reslied then and there that we where in 1920's..............