The Token
Dave had heard the stories. See, there was this magic token that would let you make any woman in the world. All you had to do was hand her the token and she'd instantly flop over on her back and spread her legs for you. First, though, you had to get the token. "Still don't believe me, chump? Well, what about Jack Miller? Fat as a blimp, face uglier'n a toad's belly, and couldn't hold up his end of a conversation to save his worthless life. Just the same, he manages to crawl into...