Baby, You Can Drive My Car!
Well, good morning sleepy head. I hope the restraints aren't too tight. I bet you're wondering how we ended up in your garage with you passed out and tied down to a chair. Well, the answer is quite simple; when you went to the bathroom I put a little something extra in your drink.
I'm sure by now you're beginning to realize that your plan to take me back to your place, get me liquored up and have your way with me isn't going to turn out quite as you expected.
The truth is, you never really had a shot. I don't really even like you all that much. But your car on the other hand, well what can I say? I've always had a soft spot for the classics.
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