Lisa's fed up

Jen took the weeping mess that was Lisa Kudrow to the cabinets, digging around until she got a bottle of wine. Jennifer took a strong swig. “Want some, Kudrow? Drink up!” She dumped most of the wine over Lisa’s head, leaving her sputtering and spitting.

“Still not enough? Well HERE!” She swung the bottle like a club, Lisa barely dodging in time to let it smash to bits on the wall. She shoved Jennifer over the counter, grabbed a rolling pin, the pressed it hard over Jen’s windpipe. She gagged and gurgled as Lisa pressed hard.

“Ya like that, bitch!? Shoulda told you I was good in the kitchen!” Jen’s struggles were weak, vainly grabbing at Lisa’s wrists. Lisa suddenly saw Cox in the reflection of a frying pan, dodging aside just as Cox swung and missed with a vase, smashing it over Jen’s face and giving her a bloody nose. Jen collapsed to the floor as Lisa grabbed Courtney’s hair, shoving her to the floor. She opened the stove, shoved Cox’s leg in, and started slamming the door shut on it. Cox screamed in total agony as her knee was bashed in by the blonde battler.