Chesty LaRue

Well Well, what to say about Chesty LaRue....  Chesty is the cousin of Breezie LaFleur.  But sadly her father lost her in a dart game to a Southern Ontarian when she was 11 ("Dad! You stupid arse!!" she proclaimed) and, alas, she was whisked away to the Wilds of Southern Ontario.  There she toiled as a housemaid until, due to her clumsiness and constant insubordination, the Southern Ontarian begged her to leave to save his sanity.... Chesty drifted from one wretched job to another, where either her "precocious" nature would force her to quit jobs so far beneath her or her klutziness would get her canned.  Then one stormy night many years later, when Breezie had left the land of the frogs to come to Ontario, she spotted Chesty Can-Canning and shimmying away in a pub.  "Sacre Bleu!" she cried, "Ah would recognize zose bon-bons anywhere!"  Hence they were joyously reunited, and thusly, Chesty was rescued from a life of mediocrity.  Words of wisdom from Chesty LaRue:  "Like I always say, keep your skirt up and your chin down!"