So a couple weeks ago Night Train, Choo Choo Train, and myself get into a cab and there was a rather lovely young woman from Romania driving. I told her she talked exactly like Bela Lugosi, only prettier. I asked if she was an actual vampire, and she played along and we agreed that driving cabs at night is the perfect job for her, so long as she puts the cab away and gets safe and sound into her coffin before the sun comes out and fries her up like an egg. When we were setting up the payment, she said she could take it out in blood, at which time I didn't hesitate to offer up my forearm for her to extract some type O negative.
Fast forward one week later, and would you believe that the three of us get into a cab and who should be driving again? That's right. Sexy Bela Lugosi. Of all the cabs in Chicago and the same three guys get into a cab with the exact same driver? The odds of this occurring are astronomical. I'm convinced she has vampire powers. I'm scared. I think I'll take the bus from now on . . .
|Just imagine this. Only not a man, not ugly, and no butt-chin.|