The second greatest love story...ever told!

The dilapidated shanty stood at the end of a trail birthed from the undergrowth by the feet of travelers numerous. Buck Lightningfast and his girl Sugarplum were two of the many. The lady was draped over Lightningfast's shoulders, screaming and kicking in nothing but his Superman t-shirt and her panties and she was toting a carry bag in which she carried little but her toothbrush and other toiletries. Her voice was the sound of honey on toast, but she was mad as hell and wasn't gonna take it anymore.