Nibco Turnip and his brother Frank made their way up the mountain without shoes even though the trail was frozen and colder than a monkey's **** in Finland. "Pass the petroleum jelly please and hurry!" Lorraine demanded. Frank did as commanded because he was afraid and alone except for the others who were with him. Quickly Lorraine lubricated her ****-crack with generous gobs till she was ready for the dangerous gerbils that Richard Gere's third cousin had in his suitcase. "I'm telling you for the ninety-eighth billionth time that I don't have gerbils in there!" He proclaimed with a believable passion that only crippled ex-lesbians from eastern New Mexico would fall for.