Originally Posted by
MisterV
Karen was flummoxed...what to do?
Ah, but "fate" intervened because at that moment a large after shock occurred; a huge crack opened up under the Caddy and as Karen jumped back she watched the car fall into the chasm.
Phew...a tough decision avoided.
The tremblor soon stopped and the crack slammed shut: Karen started thumbing again.
A clapped out old Chevy van, festooned with the graphics "shaggin' wagon" on the side stopped for her.
"Oh boy" she mulled "I and I hopes 'dis one ain't got no sex dolls in 'dere..."
She eyed the driver: older dude, obese, unkempt, with the car stereo blasting classic head-banger rock.
Then...an epiphany.
"Hey, ain't you Axl Rose?"
""Sure am, Karen, and I've been looking for you for a long time."
Uh oh.
"I just missed you in Canada; I had to bribe that daft Canuck five pounds of blubber and a narwhal tusk in order for him to tell me where you'd gone."
"Why's you lookin' fo' me, what'd I and I do?"
"You wrote that long, inane tale about me, gay sex, time travel and doppelgangers."
"Yeah, I did...now what, you gwine to sue me? Shoots me? What?"
The rotund rocker laughed: "No, I want you to be my woman. I knew from the moment I first read your stupid story that you were the one for me. Like me, you respect nothing and nobody."
"But Axl, I and I is asexual."
Axl smiled and said "That doesn't matter...I haven't been able to get it up for years: too much dope the docs tell me. All I do these days is eat fried chicken and play bingo and slots; Wanna join me?"
Karen felt a tingling in her loins, the first in many years: "Let's do it."
The rest, as they say, is history.