Lucille (Shack's Mom) Harrison Vs Mo'Nique

One too many


Shack was known for his flamboyant parties; the loudest music the most
beautiful women, finest food and drink. But he wanted his moms' birthday
party to be different, fun but not wild. He invited musicians; the O'Jays,
Gladys Night, George Clinton and Pebo Brison just to name a few. He also
invited comedians The Kings of Comedy and The Queens, which included a
friend of the family Mo' Nique. Everyone had performed so now it was time
for mingling eating and drinking. Mo' Nique had heard earlier in the
evening that the Kings received a larger check than the Queens did. She was
not happy with this at all but decided not to say anything because Shack
and Lucille are friends. This was a wise decision except Mo'Nique kept
downing Alaze' and kept thinking about it, then kept talking about to the
Queens then got louder and drunker and louder and drunker. Somore one of
her partners admonished her to remain quiet based on seven principles; she
said, "1. You wrong cause these are your friends and you should discuss
this at another time in another setting. 2. You wrong because you agreed to
the price until you heard about someone else's money that's down right
niggardly. 3. You wrong because you are drunk and can't make a sensible
statement much less talk business. 4. You wrong because you will embarrass
us and maybe cause them to think we feel the same way. 5. You wrong because
you are putting your business in the street. 6. You wrong cause if you ruin
Lucille's party she will probably whoop your fat @$$! Remember she is Shack
mama and rumor has it from time to time she still whoops his @$$!  7. If
you getting yo' @$$! Whooped though I'm your partner, your road dog and
girl friend I will not jump in cause you wrong B!%@#! But I will call two
ambulances to get two gurneys for your double wide @$$!   to take you to
the emergency room.  Mo' Nique's answer was straight forward and simple
"F()@% you B!%@#!" Then she proceeded to stumble over to Shack to let him
know how she felt. Shack and his mom had already caught wind of the big
girls disturbance and were coming to meet her half way, unfortunately the
was a crowd who heard about it also. Just like Jr. high mess it snow balled
and by the time they all met in the backyard everyone was there. Shack had
two of his security guard detail with him and his mother close behind
nagging him to call them of saying, "Shack we can handle this ourselves
Mo'Nique is a friend who had too much to drink!"

When they met Mo'Nique she was fired up, " Stingy @$$! Motha' F()@%! You
just gonna take advantage of our friendship and give a N!&&@ peanut" Well
not this B!%@#!" when Lucille heard Mo'Nique she could hardly believe her
ears. "See mama she's got to go" Shack insisted. The guards grabbed
Mo'Nique "oh you brought ya' gorillas huh? N!&&@! Tell them to let me go so
I can whoop yo' giant @$$!" "Shack let her go I'm gonna handle this",
demanded his mother. "How mama she is out of control?" asked Shack. "I'm
gonna whoop that fat @$$ we gonna put her in a room to sleep it off then we
will all have a laugh and a talk about it in the morning but I won't have
her thrown out like a common criminal"

Lucille demanded. " OK mama but don't hurt her too bad she is drunk" "oh
you want some of this Lucille? You know I always wanted to know if I could
whoop you @$$! Let me get out of this dress cause you know I'm takin' it
back Monday"

The crowd began to laugh even Shack chuckled but Lucille did not crack a
smile.

Somore unzipped Mo'Nique's dress from behind and Mo' Nique wiggle out of it
casing it to drop to her feet. "Go one and take this @$$ kickin' like a
woman and I will pick you up and carry you stupid @$$ to the doctor in the
mornin'" Somore said. "F()@% you B!%@#" Mo' Nique returned. She was
actually wearing black laced two piece underwear set with sheer panty hose.
Shack's mom was wearing a ruby colored sequenced body suit; she had been
working with a personal trainer and wanted to show off her new look. Her
arms were now toned and shapely, her stomach was taking six pack form, her
glutei and legs had never lost their form. The robust combatants walked
toward each other Mo'Nique was still talking so once in range Lucille just
busted her dead in the mouth, as they say. They began swinging, most of
Mo'Nique's blows were glancing but Lucille's had pin point accuracy; each
time she delivered a body blow two rolls of MO'Nique's fat would jump and
quiver. Mo" Nique realizing she was losing the boxing match rushed Lucille
clamping on a gruesome bear hug causing Lucille to cry out for the first
time. Lucille then wrapped her mighty thighs about Mo'Niques generous
midsection and began to squeeze she also began a fist attack on the crown
of Mo'Nique's head. Mo' Nique knew her only chance for victory was her bear
hug so she held to it tightly even bruising a rib or two. The battle had
become more than a joke it was a true struggle now. Lucille's leg scissors
was wearing on Mo'Nique such that it brought her to her knees and
eventually the fight to the ground. The two queen sized Amazons rolled a
grappled for supremacy, the conflict settle with Lucille on her back and
her leg scissors holding firm about Mo'Niques stomach. She even bridged and
flexed her thighs and buttock occasionally to apply more pressure. Mo'Nique
now sweating uncontrollably partially because of the alcohol and partially
because of the skirmish; she seemed to be resolved to fight and win.
Mo'Nique relinquished her bear hug and quickly applied a double stomach
claw wrenching Lucille's abdominals and ripping at her outer belly with her
talon-like nails.  Lucille reaches up and grabbed a hand full of Mo'Nique's
hair then began punching her in the head with the other. The struggle went
on until Mo'Nique could take no more, she released her claw holds her hands
resting on either side of Lucille. Lucille sensing eminent victory
converted her attack into a front face lock. As Lucille flexed her sturdy
arms and sybaritic thighs Mo'Nique grunted, coughed and choked like fallen
prey. Finally there was no noise coming from the capacious combatant, her
arms drooping to the side. "Let her go mama it's over" Shack insisted.
Mo'Nique was clearly vanquished, because she had one to many.