That’s when cartoon reality and human reality began to clash. The barriers between them became so blurred, humans who associated too much with carto...ns could end up being more and more toony -- And more and more looney. The more logical the “people”, the less they would be able to deal with cartoon illogic (as they saw it), and could go quite insane! Of course, the reverse was true for cartoons. To find themselves stone-cold ‘sober’ was the true horror! (Remember, cartoons were created so. In debt, slightly overweight,unfulfilled at work and in life. My boss always questioning mypunctuality and disappearance around deadlines. Sick of weekendsconsisting of some shit night out to another shit club. Sick of drinkingthrough a lack of anything else to do. Sick of trying to pull the hottestgirl in the bar, and ultimately settling for whoever falls for my shitlines. Sick to the back teeth of following a football team that neverwins. Sick of my friends and everything we did together.I. "Yesli vy ne byli tak vazhny, chto zakonchu vas (if you weren't so important I would end you)" as Tahir laughed. "Vy mozhete poluchit' shans v odin prekrasnyy den', no seychas ty moya (you may get the chance one day but for now you are mine)" as he stared at her and she started to undress a look of terror in her eyes. "Niet, niet no delay etogo (No, no don't do this)" Tahir thought for only a second then she started to button up her shirt again, breathing a sigh she looked angerly at. “Jody?” Ingrid said as I looked at her mom’s beautiful natural titties.“Huh ... I mean yes she is... “Ms. Judith, you’re a very beautiful, very, very sexy woman,” I said truthfully.“Thank you Jody - I needed to hear that. Ingrid and I have some personal things we need to talk to you about. I hope you’re willing to listen before you say yes or no. It means a lot to me and to her too. It means a lot to Joran too, Jody. The three of us need your help,” she said as she looked at me and smiled that.