Additive format. it starts like this:
"A man walks into a bar ...."
(then you add something)
The window was one of those cracker jack box prize vinly jobs. Luckfully there was a tree branch extending itself like a handshake from a vaccum salesman. The window snagged the toilet paper roll, (which I will explain later whys I took later). A piece separated, which according to the laws of literary reference past participle physics, meant the limb had to jounce somebody. I was the only cigar in the wooden indian's hand, so down I went. And like poor Kaw-Liga, my noggin felt like it was made of knotty pine when I awoke. I looked around me, just out of reach was a sign above a door "This way to the cornfeed stairs". Jesus Crap on a Crap Cracker, the perserves warehouse! When I went to stand, I found by a process of elimintaion that I was chained to a bike rack full of bananna seats. I used the toilet paper to clean up the elimination. Just then I got shaken like a jinkyboard, and recieved complementary turn down service from the managment. I had just enough time to regret dipping old bessie in dirty toilet water, before ... hey why did I do that? I'd better save some squares just in case I find the old gir...
When I awoke again, I was surrounded by ...
You mean ole Bathsheeba? hell, she only has 258,000 miles on her!! what you talkin about? I just converted her over to runnin on pig shit! goddamn Arabs aint a gittin any of my money, no sireee. Come slaughter time, I get's all my fuel money back!! The only damn drawback is she smells like dead rat asshole all the time. Old Bucky got my wheels grinding, if I was to nose around "The Reluctant Midwife" I couldn't very well come riding up on a bike, the stickers would surely give me away. I needed to roll up in something they wouldn't be expecting so's I ask Old Bucky when's the last time he had any action, just like that. Bucky looks up to the sky and I can see he's time traveling in his mind, going back....wayyy back, so's I wouldn't be here all day I say's to Old Bucky "It just so happend I got a Dame that has an itch needin to be scratched, you gotta be quick about it (not that I expected that to be a problem) and she's right here ready to go". I could see Old Bucky face change like he won ten lottery's, I figures he wont mind the smell and she certainly wont notice a smell...hell, this is as good as Match.com! I ask Bucky if I coud borrow Bathsheeba for a little while, I walk him around to my office..tell him to call 911 and cancel the order and I point out the heap by my desk, her skirt was still up over her head but I didn't get the sense that Bucky cared much about prettiness anyways. Bucky hands over the keys, well actually he threw them at me and just before I left, I showed him where the bike was parked, case he got his fill of romance and wanted to get back to the farm. Turning to leave It hit me, I needed to complete the disguise, I turned to Bucky, who was already banging away like an old steam shovel and I lifted the "John Deere" hat from his head, that ought to do it. Time was a wastin, I needed to get back to the bar while them twerps were still there and besides, between Old Bucky's sweatty pig shit smellin rankness and Nancy's odoriferous puked out bleachy (That was mine) soured out alcoholy stank...I was gettin light headed anyways. Off I went, I never even noticed the pig in the front seat until I jumped in, he looked tame enough and actually, he might come in handy..I forgot my wallet and I might just need fuel.