Finally one last shot rang from the pistol,

Finally one last shot rang from the pistol, and their savior was dead. All 9 of the remaining hostages had a stunned look on their face, worried that their fates had been sealed.

This was indeed the case. Moirai had abandoned the threads of life in favor of mason jars. Each mason jar contained one sealed fate which could only be spoiled if

one opened the jar by breaking the seal or the glass. Once the fate was released it would take whatever form was it's favorite. Fate could choose death or life or choose freedom

or voting Republican. Among other things, Fate was narcissistic, and decided now was the time to eradicate Murphy's Law. No room for both in the universe. Fate found Murphy

and lectured him mercilessly on the redundancy of his law. Murphy was so shamed by Fate's lecture and veiled insults that he promptly vacated the lexicon of human ideas and went to

he lifted up her top and exposed her bare breasts. He then grabbed one of her bouncing breasts and suckled it in his mouth. The Price is Right audience turned into a massive orgy

and the cameras kept rolling. The live studio audience group sex session took another turn when Door #3 revealed a bedroom full of S&M gear. Three of Barker's beauties were tied

up by the alien hands & then tickled against their will until the audience just couldn't take it anymore. Rushing the stage on live TV, aroused by the sex, the hands, & the heat of

Sargent Snorkle's moustache, Ann Bancroft grabbed the microphone, said, "Zis demonstration ees OVEHR!" and stole the mic, rushing off stage and out the emergency door.