The answer was: the teabag stays in the Cup longer.
Since Bill had not answered even the first of the three riddles correctly, the mysterious stranger bent down and squirted fast-drying Super Glue on Bill's feet and sandals, thereby gluing Bill to the pavement and making it impossible for him to pass.
And as he stood there naked, unable to move, that red gremlin he had noticed earlier drove slowly by him, and again he could not place the driver as he passed.
However, the driver had time to light up a notice in the back window saying 'My other car is a Smart Car', so Bill knew he was looking for a 2-car household.
Something about that short, stocky blond driver in the khaki shirt and shorts seemed familiar, as Bill noticed the Australian license tag and the "I (Heart) Crocs" bumper sticker.
It seems that this story has outlived it's interest for us. Should we start a new one?
Ships, a large sweaty senior at Lesterville High School, sat down in his assigned seat in homeroom, wearing his "I F*cked Britney Spears" T-shirt, and began carving his initials in the desk with an exacto blade he had recently liberated from the art department.
(Good idea, kicky!)
"Good morning, class!" said the new substitute teacher, a young, auburn-haired beauty that instantly reminded Ships of Mary Ann from the old Gilligan's Island reruns he watched every night.
As Miss Bambie Masters sashayed up and down the isles of her new class room, Ship reached out to caress the curve of her right buttock.
She used a move she had learned from her Ju-Jitsu instructor boyfriend; one moment he was caressing her ass, and the next he was flipping over backwards out of his desk, and onto the floor.
Looking out of the window, she saw a red car with an enigmatic blond driver whiz past - and at that moment, Ships bit her ankle.
Miss Masters rather liked that, and gave Ships an encouraging wink.
Ship hated school with a passion and only came to appease his probation officer and avoid another lengthy term of community service.
Picking up cigarette butts on the golf course had been such a time-waster, and Ships had begun smoking the butts, which led to an expensive new vice that he could not afford.
But the moment he tasted Bambie's potent blood, he forgot the lure of tobacco and thought more in terms of tabasco...
"I've never tasted blood as hot as yours", he gasped as he gulped for air and subsequently thirsted for more.
But now was obviously not the time...the rest of the class was staring at the two of them in shock and utter disbelief.
Little Giovanni, an exchange student from Italy, got up and started screaming, "Un diavolo! Un diavolo!" as he pointed at Ships in horror.
Ship gazed at Giovanni with a devilish smile, as he licked the final remains of blood from his lips.
Giovanni took out his rosary and began furiously mumbling prayers as he watched the horrible scene unfold before him.
Ship suddenly backed away from Giovanni as if stung by his spirited prayers.
