Potion For a Tired Traveller
I'd been driving for a while and I was feeling tired when I came through this town, - needed to stop and stretch and I saw this old motor inn that had a sign out front that proclaimed: 'Bleedinglovelust Potion Sold Here'. I didn't know what it was but it sounded invigorating for a weary kind of guy, so I pulled over and went inside the Tavern door. There was no one there and the bartender was not at his station, but I could hear some kind of sounds coming from the stairway that led to the rooms up top. There was a long corridor and I could hear voices emanating from the numbered half-closed doors. I heard laughter, from one, screams from another, and from a completely closed one, the unmistakeable tie loosening, utterings of, yeah, -passion. At the end of the hall I saw an old-timer who looked like Santa Claus. I said : "Say, you don't know where I can get some of that Bleedinglovelust potion, do you"? He looked at me and said, " You ain't from around here, that's for sure, you don't know but the plant had an accident and they've closed it down, -there was a leakage into the water table and half the population has been affected. People have been seen running up tree trunks and jumping off of branches. One poor fool tried flying a shopping cart to the moon" "Wow" I said, "Do they know of any long term affects?" " Who knows" he replied. I looked at my watch. " Well, thanks for your time, I hope everything'll be alright. I think I got time for a beer downstairs, if the bartender is there." He looked at me then blurted out, and he almost swallowed his teeth: " A beer. Are you nuts? -Drink the 'frigging' water"