Goody Two Shoes generic prescriptions Estella had one dream and one dream only: To someday appear on the Jerry Springer Show. There was just one little problem: She was a goody-goody. buy medicine online All of her friends laughed when Estella confessed her dream one night drunk on chocolate bars (she'd never be drinking beer like her friends). "You! You!!! On Jerry Springer!! You have a better chance of appearing on Oprah!" said her friend Lilith. "Oh yeah! Well, I'll show you!" said Estella, mouth smeared with dark chocolate. But Lilith was right. Estella was 32 years old and didn't have much in the way of scandal to show for herself. For one thing, she was still a virgin. For another, she seemed to attract only good men who wanted to date her. While the rest of friends were getting lied to by married bigamist men or finding out that their new beau was really a woman dressed as a man, who used to be a man....well, Estella's life was pretty tame in comparison... Until one day... It was a dark and stormy night. "Oh dammit, I can't believe I just wrote that!!!" Clarise cursed as she pounded her computer keyboard. "iMac or no, I still can't write worth a damn." Clarise took a quick swig from the coffee cup sitting next to her indigo iMac, and choked. "What the...??" She peered into the cup to find a thin layer of mold floating at the top of what appeared to be very old, stale coffee. The fresh cup of coffee was sitting on the other side of the computer. "OK, that's it. I'm going to call my agent and tell him I quit. What do you think about that, Mrs. Snugglebunny?" Clarise grabbed the white persian cat on her lap and snuggled the feline close to her chest. In spite of the name, however, Mrs. Snugglebunny was not amused and dug a claw into Clarise's left breast. As the cat ran off, Clarise stood up and walked to a mahogany bookshelf and pulled a thick hardcover from the middle shelf. The book had a picture of a headless ghoul on the cover, wearing a blue dress. In blood-spattered letters the following was written on the cover: "The Ghost Wears Blue" by Clarise Penter "Clarise Penter is the hottest young horror novelist since Stephen King!!! --The Horror Times" Clarise banged her head onto the hard cover of the book. "I'll never be able to generic pharmacy top my first novel!" she said to Mrs. Snugglebunny. "I'm a fraud. I'm just a boring secretary with a dull life and not even a personal drama involving a dysfunctional family to give me a story idea. I'm never going to write horror again!"