What would famous movies be like, given a TG twist? Let's look into my Aunt Madam Olga's crystal ball...'As Good As It Gets' becomesAs Good As It GotB... EricMelvin Goodall was sitting in the restaurant, getting unfriendly stares (as usual) from everyone there except Carol, the lovely but tired young waitress. He was having an animated discussion with a well-dressed black man."Come on, Melvin, all you need to do is drive Simon to Baltimore. He needs to get some help from his folks. They can get. If I was going to lose my 1989 Andrew Jackson $20 bill, I’m glad it was for that. Anyway, we walked in. This club seemed much more stalky than the ones I’ve been to up north. There was a big tough guy monitoring all the lap dances. But whatever. Anyway, we got to dancing. She stripped out of all her clothes pretty quickly. She was so hot. Throughout the triple session. She was climbing on me, slapping her sexy ass, nibbling on my ear, breathing by my ear, and moaning. I moaned back. She fooled. "Ok get out." said Mike. "Ring me when you get in and things look ok. Notethe time and ring me one hour after that. If I don't hear from you I'll comefor you." Mike grinned. Emma got out of the car. "Oh and by the way….the client is Mr B," Mike said out the window. Emma approached the house and rang the doorbell. When the door opened a manin his mid thirties stood there. He looked to be about 5'7" medium build witha lived in face, blonde short hair, but nice looking in a way. Emma stood justas. No answer. I was getting the silent treatment. I parked the car across the street from Stan's house and tried again. "What's with the attitude?" If looks can kill, I was a dead man. "You know what the fuck's wrong!" she said with venom in her voice. "Oh?" "You've been screwin' every girl in town while I was in Madison ." "I didn't fuck anyone, Becky," which was unfortunately true. "How about Alice and Sarah and Tina and Margaret? They all called me to say how lucky I am. When I asked what.