Like a role playing game where she is tied up naked and shoved in the trunk of your car and you have to meet your dealer, Jesse, who heard noises in your trunk and thinks you’re a cop and he pulls a gun but you get the drop on him and club him with a snow brush and throw his corpulent unconscious body in the back seat and race toward the hospital so you wouldn’t be blamed if he was found in the Dollar General parking lot and robbed and murdered, then you get pulled over by the police because your girlfriend accidentally unplugged a taillight with her foot when you crossed the railroad tracks too fast now you’re sitting quietly in the driver’s seat with both hands on the wheel while the SWAT team is screaming to put your hands out the window because the cop thought you had a kidnap victim in the trunk and a corpse in the back seat while you contemplate ending it all by rapidly reaching for your snow brush.
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Maybe staying home and beating off to pics of double chins is a safer plan.
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Maybe staying home and beating off to pics of double chins is a safer plan.