The flight was long and tireing for Scott, who couldn't stop thinking about Daney. Why did she crush him so bad?
Clint and Dave were thinking about Zsa Zsa and Daney. Clint was mad. Why did Bob get Zsa Zsa? And he was using Zsa Zsa too! Dave heard Scott moan Daney's name as he was jacking off under a blanket, and Dave ran off to the bathroom to do the same.
They arrived in Spain and had an hour before the show started. It had taken them longer because Frank and Sheila had prostituted themselves to the pilots, causing the plane to fly off course.
They arrived in the arena only to find that they had been delivered anouther band's equipment.
"Oh no!" said Scott.
"Who are 'The Screaming Wenis'?" asked Clint
"The best band ever" coughed an usher.
"I think this suits me!" said Scott, putting on a pink flame guiter with a sparkly 'Vanessa' emblem on it.
"This doesn't suit me at all!" yelled Clint, holding up a base with alot of punk stickers and graffiti on it.
"Where are the keyboards?" asked Dave
"Well, Dave" said Frank "Real bands don't have keyboardists! So you have to play the bongos!"
Scott like this feminine new look. It compliamented his lingerie fetish.
Back in Nashville, Zsa Zsa lay on her bed dreaming about Andrew, when the phone rang.
"Hello!" she oinked.
"Um, hi!" it was her new love, Andrew.
"Oh hello, my sweet rump roast with all the garnishings!" Zsa Zsa heard some whispering in the background.
"Um, I was just wondering if you wanted to uh..what? oh oh um, go out tonight!"
"Yes!" exclaimed Zsa Zsa.
"OK, see you at eight!" he hung up. Zsa Zsa lay back on her bed and sighed. Her mind wandered back to Bob. Why? Why? Why? Did he love Six?
After the show, The Moffatts went backstage to mingle with the groupies, like they always did. Dave noticed a hottie.
"Hey! Look at her!" nudging Clint, who was busy staring at a picture of Zsa Zsa and weeping. Dave dragged Clint over to her.
"Hi!" said Dave, fondling his genitalia. "Who are you?"
"I'm Toshauna!" she said grinning at him.
Now, here's the thing, Toshauna is hot, like, Damn hot. She's 5'8", leggy, skinny, with blonde streaked hair and the reddest lips you'll ever see. Her only flaw is that she's a gold-digger. You see, Toshauna grew up squatting in an abandoned 'Depend' factory, so she likes anything of value. And The Moffatts, well, they're rich even though they squat in an old Esso station. I mean, how much money do you think Frank and Sheila make dealing dope and prostituting themselves to the rich?
Anyway, Toshauna smiled at Dave, and then she shoved her hands in his pocket making a sad attempt to pick-pocket him. But all Dave kept in his pockets was his penis, a ball of lint, some old baseball cards and an old cheeseburger wrapper that Daney had licked.
"Ooh Baby! you know how to turn me on!" Dave moaned. "Come up to my room tonight!"
"OK" said Toshauna thinking of all the stuff she could steal.
When they arrived back at the hotel, Dave lead Toshauna up to his room. But there was a problem.
"Oh no!" cried Dave "I left my penis on the bus! I'll be right back!"
Toshauna began looking for valuables when Scott walked in. She noticed him because she could see his wallet bulging out of his pants. Thay made Scott comfortable, because he knew his three-incher would never bulge out.
"Hello" Toshauna rasped, thinking the bulging was caused by money. She grabbed Scott and kissed him.
"Daney! No!" yelled Scott and ran down the hallway screaming like a little girl. He met up with Dave in the hallway.
"Dave! That girl hit on me!" ranted Scott.
"Liar!" yelled Dave and accidentally dropped his penis down the stairs. "Nooooo!" he yelled, running after it.
Toshauna appeared by Scott again. She molested him and snatched his wallet. Just as she was molesting him, Dave came back.
"No! My love!" he yelled.
Toshauna opened Scott's wallet so she could see what was in it, and pulled out hundred of coupons for 'Depend's.
"No! My dirty little secret is exposed!" Scott cried.
"Depends?!? Argh!" yelled Toshauna, remembering how she always had to wear Depends to school as a child. Then she melted.
"Oh Scott! I'm soooo sorry for doubting you!" said Dave, fondling his penis.
"It's ok!" said Scott "I'm going to call Daney now!"
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