"If only I can get him to affirm my feelings, and that my actions are just as valid as his" she wailed, the smoke stinging hear teary eyes as her ergonomically designed, earth saving bicycle rattled down the broken, desolate road.
In the distance, she spied a sign - "Big Joe's Tits Tats Transmissions and Thai Takeout" - and "HIS" bike barked out front.
Taking a deep breath and preparing herself for the verbal confrontation she both relished and abhorred, she stepped inside.
There he was. Standing with a tequila bottle in one hand, and his arm around the most attractive woman she had ever seen. Inside, she boiled and seethed [how dare he touch someone else], but there was also a feeling of intense desire that she never had before - for him, for her, for all three to have a sensuous time like no other.
At first he nearly swallered his front gold tooth when he espied her skanky treehuggin' a$$ there before him. "Zounds! This b!tch just don't quit." Then he reconsidered, "Hey, what the hell..."
Six hours and unknown cuervo fifths later, MasterGeek awoke, clambered over a cheese-whiz-slathered slumbering twosome, kicked a broken ceiling fan from his path and staggered into the dim hallway. "Gad. Those broads looked a hellovalot hotter last night..." At that exact moment the evil Anu'udrian vice-lord ordered the utter and total annihilation of earth civilization. His talented tri-tongued secre-tary, who unbeknownst to him was a spy for MasterGeek, immediately boarded a small vessel headed for Big Joe's, hiding key logistical outlines in her--