Tom Oatmeal

From my new Novel, “Fireball Island” (based on a real board game)

While I didn’t know much about what caused the female orgasm, I was able to deduce that it had nothing to do with stumbling into the geologist’s room in a drunken stupor and having awkward sex with a pile of her research materials.  “Did you cum too?” I muttered at the woman sleeping across the room before nodding off into a dream about a chimp who could drive a car.   “Do you mind dropping me off at the mall?” I asked the chimp.