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It was 2 AM and all that was open was a Fatburger,

  • It was 2 AM and all that was open was a Fatburger, so I pulled in. Odd, no helicopters around, must be

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  • due to the tornados out near Oklahoma City. I'd never chased a storm in my life but the past 24 hours had been a blur of

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  • uprooted trees and flying farm animals. The storm-chase adrenaline quickly wore off when the tornado

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  • waxed. Exhausted, everyone fell into a deep sleep dreaming of

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  • a bunch of terrorists trying to threaten a passenger with a toothpick. They looked fierce and harmful

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  • but he was tired, the hour was late, and the cheese that threatened from the toothpick looked delicious. Wine was needed

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  • , and fast. But where the hell does one find wine at an Amish wedding? Good thing he had 2 Percocet tucked in his sock

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  • . A moment later a woman from across the room approached me. Her amish garb was drab, but her eyes read something else. She started speaking and

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  • sucking on her index finger, batting her eyes my way. She took her finger to my ear, shoved it in, yelling: "Wet Willy!"

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  • If only she had not done that! No sooner did the cold finger penetrate my ear, the hugest fart blew out.

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