In Hell, Michigan there was a grimy skate factory where a group of workers slaved over the assembly line. The boss was a real Social Wrecker and drank too much Jackie Daniels. He verbally abused them and made them labor for long hard hours without breaks. This was not only against the union contract, but nearly worked them into an early Gracie Gravedigger.
The 15 hour days were wearing and tearing on the ladies and their fingers were Bette Mangled to the bone. They finally had enough of the boss and said Lil Ha Ha and shoved his Mira MaHeiny right into the Dot Matrix. The scene was rowdier than an Barb Rawler and Shirley U. Jest, there was blood and guts everywhere.
After everything Lindsay Blowhand over, they grabbed their favorite pair of skates, strapped them on and skated right out of the factory.
Here in the back alley they formed their own union:
-- The Blue Collar Broads
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