A few years ago I was Hitchhiking across the country and got picked up by Tim Kennedy who was driving his Monster Truck home from Iraq.
He was cut off by a Toyota Prius covered in homosexual liberal bumper stickers. Tim Slammed on his brakes and narrowly avoided crushing the tiny homosexual car under the massive, imposing masculine weight of his monster truck's tires.
We got about a mile down the road, and Tim stopped to put all American gasoline in his truck, while the man in the Prius stopped to pick up some extra granola bars and scarves from the convenience store. That's when we realized the man in the Prius was none other than Luke Thomas.
Always a gentleman Tim displayed compassion and composure, and said nothing to Luke Thomas in his Prius as he flipped him off and displayed his tattoo of an eagle fucking the prophet Mohammed.
This is when Luke made the biggest mistake of his life.
"You know you almost killed me back there," said Luke to Kennedy, who had his shirt removed and was covered in muscles from having such a strong powerful body.
Kenndey grabbed Luke Thomas's face with one hand and ripped off the hood of the Prius with the other, in one swift move. He smashed Luke's face into the Prius's alternator, sending volt after volt of God's electricity through Thomas's body. The immense heat generated by the electrocution caused all of the semen in Luke's anus to superheat and explode, infecting everyone in a six mile radius with HIV.
Another customer at the gas station started to panic, worrying that everybody in the town would die of Aids. Tim just smiled and pointed to a sign on the road.
"Welcome to San Fransisco," it said