"Move! Move! Move out of the way, Granma!"
"Fuck off! Who the hell are you calling Grandma? This old lady will show you that at the age of 38 and a half, she is still a tigress!"
Queen Beverly lashed out when fighting through alongside Uther.
Huh-huh!
What to play with her? Dream on!
Everything happened like a blockbuster movie.
One Monnet she was falling into a crowd and another, she was stepping on them.
It's killed or be killed.
People used the shoulders of others to get ahead, some then slid between legs, crawled, jumped, you name it.
Both Uther and Beverly fought gallantly, until they reached the front and officially entered the space.
Damn!
They were sweating like pigs, their clothes were wrinkled, their hair a mess, their clothes with some torn patches, and their faces a little dirty.
Honestly, they looked like they stepped out of an apocalyptic scene.
