that is exactly what I was hoping for when I first met x,I had taken a Thelma and Louise type road trip with my friend,funnily enough named Thelma,when our hired Chevy developed a problem...we ran out of petrol,now I obviously had Thelma's best interests at heart as I sent her to find a gas station with the empty fuel can,a water bottle,compass,and I entrusted her with my nectar card which had a fair amount saved on it.
The buzzards where circling sensing a feast before nightfall,I was out of water,dehydrated,and hallucinating,when through the shimmering heat walked x his Davy Crockett hat sent at a jaunty angle with his pert little fur tail standing suggestively to attention......just checking the dinner..