So you think you know how stories are supposed to go. Boy meets girl, they fall in love, they live happily ever after. That’s bullshit. That’s a fairy tale.
Tonight, we’re telling a different kind of story.
It starts, as these things often do, in a dive bar. A beautiful woman, a lonely man… and our narrator, a guy so bored with the world he decides to play God just to break the monotony. What follows is a joyride in a stranger’s limo, a quick and dirty tumble by a dark river, and a seven-hundred-dollar jail bail that buys a strange and ferocious kind of loyalty.
But that’s just the appetizer.
Because then she gets pregnant. And in a small town, a good scandal is better than bread. The husband says it’s not his. The whole damn town decides it must belong to our guy.
So on this episode, we’re going to tell you the story of how a bowl of milk, a dash of pepper, and a little bit of dish soap became a divine miracle in front of a crowd of gossiping idiots. We’re gonna talk about the punchline waiting in a hospital delivery room, and the ugly, hilarious truth about why sometimes, the best story is the one you let everyone else write for you.
This one’s about loyalty, lies, and the brutal art of letting people believe whatever the hell they want. It ain’t pretty. You’re gonna want to listen.
