Gosh, mister. Thanks a bundle for stopping. I didn’t think I’d get anyone to help me out on this dark deserted road in the middle of nowhere. Lemme shake your ha… I mean, your hook.

Man, it feels like I’ve been walking forever trying to flag down some help or get to a gas station. My car and my lady-friend are just up the road. I would’ve just stayed there with her, but she was being all grabby like the battery dying was some cue for lovin’ or something. I don’t roll like that. I want our first time to be special, but will she listen? NoooOOOooo. Women, huh? Who can figure them out, am I right?

Not much for talking, I guess. That’s cool. I still really appreciate the help. And, just so you know, it shouldn’t take too long to get my car going again with the Plug-2-Go Car to Car Charging System I’ve got in my glove box. We don’t even have to pop the hood. All I need to do is plug the cord into your cigarette lighter and then into mine. Ten to forty minutes later, presto! We’ll be back on the road and you can go back to delivering all those large, black, man-sized bags you’ve got there in the back of you truck to wherever you’re going. And, hey, I’ll even give you the other one I got in the two pack as a token of my thanks. Sound like a deal?

Ah, there’s the car. Just pull up right along side and I’ll get the 14 foot cable out and start charging. Whoa! I didn’t notice the mask you were wearing until just now. Pretty gruesome stuff! What are you, a special effect guy or something? Guess that explains all the heavy breathing. Must be tough underneath all that fake flesh.

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