krispy kremes and the killer

In high school, I couldn't get a date to save my life.
Every girl wanted to be my friend. It was like I was the gay male friend to the straight girl. Pathetic.
Finally...through a friend of a friend, I managed to get set up for a date. All I had to do was drive six hours on the nation's darkest highway. So, I packed up the Datsun 200SX and left Camelot Trailer Park for Memphis.
All I can remember now about the date was the drive from the girl's house to the hotel. Don't get excited. the only action at the hotel was dancing to forgettable hits of the 80's. It was a double date. I really cannot remember who the passengeres were. Scary. I do remember when the 200SX broke down miles away from our destination.
It was of course the days before cell phones. Fortunately, we were directly across from a Krispy Kreme. After explaining to the lovely counter ladies my predicament, they directed me to the wall phone in the back. I was so caught up in the embarassment of the 200SX's break down, it took me a few minutes to recognize my good fortune. The wall phone in the back was located next to the cooling segment of the doughnut making process. So, I am on the phone with AAA snatching up hot ones. They are were really hot. It was a productive phone call, I arranged for the tow truck to pick up the 200SX and downed a half a dozen classic glazed doughnuts. I returned to the passengers with a severe sugar high and third degree tongue burns.
AAA took the car away and a cab was called to take us to the hotel. We pull up to the hotel and I pay the driver. As, I open the car door there is a huge man waiting to take our cab. I look up and recognize that it's Jerry Lee Lewis. I tell the cab driver but he is clueless. In this moment of serendipity, I stand up a proudly exclaim, "goodness gracious Jerry Lee...how you doing?"
The killer doesn't miss a step. He gives me a bear hug and says, God bless you son...you are here just in the nick of time!"
He hops in and the cab drives away.

clay