So there I was, driving down the road...

My truck ran out of gas today, so I carjacked some poor bastard in a new Mustang and headed off to the gas station to get some gas. I had to kill the guy first, of course, in case he had a cell phone on his possession and decided to do something stupid like calling the police. After I took care of him with my handy Swiss Army knife I tossed his body into a ravine.

Then, just to be on the safe side I took my personal license plate, which reads "Gustav" off of my truck and attached it to the car. I'm not sure why I did that, but at the time it seemed like a good idea.

So, I start the Mustang and head toward a gas station. All of a sudden this broad pulls along side me and starts staring at my window. The windows on the car were tinted, but the woman kept staring, like the friggin tint was going to fall off or something. Then she gets on her friggin cell phone....



Now I'm worried. I figure she must have recognized her friend's car or something and was calling the police. I reached in my pocket and took out my knife, ready to run her off the road and silence her forever.

But something stopped me. I stared at the woman. She looked familiar.

I decided to let her live because I had this gut feeling that I was face to face with the legendary shewolf, of A2K fame.

I wasn't quite sure if it was shewolf so I decided to conduct an experiment. Cracking the window so that she couldn't see me I shouted, "There's something dragging under the front of your car!"

It worked. She pulled over and crawled under her car to take a look...



Yep, it was shewolf.

I suppose I should have stopped and talked to her, but I had to get to the gas station.

Maybe another time.