And to be honest, it's quite cold in there, but not that smelly.  Then again I did have the good fortune of hooking up with a rather well refined Mustang with a penchant for Granny Smiths and a bidet in the bathroom.  I'm not calling myself a prostitute, but he did give me 3 bales of hay and a ride home in exchange for the act.

I think his name was Lightning...  Or maybe it was Thunder...  some sorta weather related word, he said it was a family name.

Anywho...

THIS IS TOM HANKS RETARDED TWIN BROTHER SAYING: