stan and donnie: she's having their baby

That last song Juan sang must have done it, because at least one, and as many as all of the Von Findrich sisters appeared to be knocked up.  Or they were just puking flavored vodka, mornings, because they can sure put it away.  Wonder of wonders, it was only Stan and Donnie who achieved penetration that glorious night of saturnalia  on a filthy beach under an anus of round, crenelated red sunset.  Buttwhack Morgan gave up on his erectile tissues ages ago, and committed to whooping fanny.  None of the slaves got in the Von Findrichs.  They mostly either frigged themselves, or each other, but mostly they mooned about how they wish they could still shoot up in the vans that they wound up living in, after their lives and assets went away.  Fucking addicts.  Donnie and Stan still had their home on wheels, living on Nutty Bars, happy.

Speaking of wonders, the Adam Levine guitar is still in tune.  Maria beat the rabid crab to death with it, and was back to singing soon as the thing gave up the ghost.