I was out roaming the Midwest in 2020 BC .... and was hungry. No, not for bison, but for a new wife. I was trying to attract female attention to myself by pounding on a rock and screaming out loud grunting noises. I was also wearing a new cologne made from pterodactyl urine.
Just as I was about to give up, one hot, juicy, robust cave girl peered out from a distant bush. I initiated some visuals, and swayed my hips back and forth in a thrusting manner. She charged like a wild and injured Baboon, and waved her club in the air. Either an attack, or a wild romance was in store for Speedy CaveCat!
I opened my arms and braced for impact, which I estimated to be approximately 10 metric tons worth. With my eyes clenched, time seemed to stand still. Minutes went by, almost 4 of them. Slowly I cracked one eyelid open a tweak to see her poised to strike a blow to my cranium with her club .... but wait a moment, this was no regular club, it was a large hardened piece of dinosaur turd! I knew right away from the smell, because I once utilized a giant turd club myself.I said, "Go ahead and swing lady, but that turd is not structurally sound, and will snap in half like a toothpick on my brain-bucket". She replied, "Onggnaggi bonga choogie lalala yha EEEEEEEEEE grunt grunt gagagagagaaaaaa navahonda oootchie moe, bonga bonga" .... which translates to the smell of that urine musk is making me HOT!
We were inseparable for years, until she became a MySpace tramp. To bad really, just not that much.
