GodhasWheels' Story Hour

Imagine the story of Willie Packer, a Black man trying to break into the NASCAR racing phenomenon. This "sport's" rabid fans, an interesting phenomena in and of themselves, have taken to calling him 'Fudge' due to his skin tone and love of brownies. A nickname of Fudge Packer normally upsets a man because of its derogatory nature, and in public Willie certainly acts affronted, but in private he is a closet flamboyant homosexual and actually relishes the name though it has nothing to do with relish, which he consumes in mass quantities along with the brownies. Now little does he know, many of the established redneck NASCAR drivers are also secretly gay and were initially drawn to the activity because of the homoerotic symbolism revolving around big cars & big engines. Though they distrust melanined folk, that fear would be trumped by their admiration for a man who could outwardly champion their cause within the community. Plus Willie's perty good-lookin'.

And so the wheels are in motion for Fudge to be a true ground-breaker in this bizarre national pastime. Literally, for Willie's day job is jackhammer operator for the city's transportation commission during their massive overhaul of the metropolis' roadways. Find out what happens next as disparate worlds collide due to Willie's carelessness, for while daydreaming about his third interest, astronomy, he accidentally strikes an underground power generator triggering a bizarre magnetic field anomaly around the globe. This sets off a chain of events, not to mention several fires and alarms, that results in the hurtling through space towards Earth of the tiny iron planet named Racsan. It's populated by dark-skinned raging heterosexuals who hate nothing more than car-racing, road construction, & chocolate fudge. Stay tuned!!!

Update:More lawyer letters. Running tally currently stands at 10. Let's see how many I'll get now that I've massacred the family down the street. Enjoy the weekend.