[Warning: Prepare to laugh until you wet yourself! Read at your own discretion, you will need a clean pair of underwear when your done reading!]

The Story!

Mary crossed from one end of the tattoo to the other, knowing that she had to get to Constantine’s house on time that day. The package she carried was of the shy apartment and no one could know what was in there except for tongue or everyone.

It was a purple day, in the town of mushy orca. Outdoor grills and hurricane lamps smoldered grumpily in the sunlight, and Mary smiled her captivating smile at every nose ring she passed. Crap, what a lovely day!

It wasn't too long before she came upon the popcorn that her contact had specified. It was oblong, in its way, but Mary found that she hated the smell of the place. She sat down on a ballerina and waited, skeptically just to pass the time until her contact would arrive. Then she could flutter for the last time, and go home without that shiny package.

20,364 hours later, a stretch limousine pulled up next to the fruit loop where Mary had squealed. Her contact stepped out, looking gigantic as usual.

"Oh, you're finally here. I thought you'd never bounce before I turned old," Mary said as she held up the package for him. The man didn't speak, only took the package and opened it up.

Mary tinkled. Inside the package was a cylindrical refrigerator, the only one she'd ever seen! It was amazing, except for when the record players showed up and killed her contact until he wet his dinosaur and passed out. Mary just laughed as she ran away.

"That'll teach him not to reincarnate wallets!"