We stop at a Circle-K/Seven-Eleven/Please Rob Me As I Am All Alone store......Japanese men-tourists start circling my vehicle. I think they are infatuated with Blister, I mean, after all, she is S-O-O-O-O-O pretty, and is wearing flared blue jeans with hologram disco platforms which scream "Sex and Candy" so loudly that it would make any man dizzy....how could they resist? We soon realize they are staring at Barbie and Jamal. They are a lovely couple. A car skids to a halt in the gas pump driveway, and several lumpy-skinned teenage boys come piling out, trying to help hold each other's pants up on their asses, and we notice blood-stains all along the passenger side of the vehicle......they are screaming something about a fight last night.....well! Time to go!

Goddess, I can't take this crap anymore....take me home...