Monique wants her relationship with her man to work. Shes taken him to see a therapist for couples who are on the brink of splitting up. Shes caught him fucking around with Betty, who by the way is as white as a pale ghost, and shes about to kick him to the curb. Quick thinking led the good doctor to write her a prescription for the services we provide. Modern therapy has made great strides seeing as how she made no fuss about swallowing us all whole. Her man, Jerome, stood by in horror as 8 fans of NASCAR stock car racing dumped their own motor oil all over her face. I cant say whether or not theyre still together but rumor has it that hes gathered his boys together to kill us all but they were soon distracted by a basketball game in progress.