Being the part in which she forces me to bang her, a completely fictional alternate ending graciously provided by Jenna.

The next day after FIB spoiled my sheets, I noticed her acting very strangely. She was talking to herself and mumbling in what seemed to be another language.

Later I noticed a strange swelling in my left testicle. The swelling started out as a bump the size of a huge mosquito bite and progressed in size until it was nearly the size of a lemon.

Eventually the pain was so intense that I drove myself to the hospital. When I got to the there all the doctors and nurses were standing around looking at and squeezing my balls and talking amongst themselves. They couldn't find any cause for my sudden affliction.

By the next morning the morphine drip wasn't working and I was starting to ask the doctors for death. My family came in to visit me at the hospital; my poor mother was crying her eyes out, pleading with the doctors to save her baby's testicle so he may one day produce an heir to the tossed salad fortune.

Just when things were looking the bleakest yet, in walked Lazy Roomie and FIB. I was pissed. I could not deal with FIB at a time like this. How could Lazy Roomie bring that fat ugly piece of shit? Lazy Roomie asked if the 3 of us could be alone. Looking at him in the most confused face I could summon, Lazy Roomie looked at FIB and said "Tell him, or I will." Suddenly FIB pulled out a crazy looking Voodoo doll. FIB went on to explain that she was so pissed that I threw her out of my bed that she put some Fat Indian Bitch curse on me. The cause of my testicular ailment was FIB!

FIB said that she would remove the curse if I would become her lover and give her a son. I looked at my testicle and looked at FIB. Could I? Would I? I could sacrifice my jewel and be forever known as Sterile Darrell or I could be with FIB. I made my decision. I'll do it. I'll fuck FIB. Now as I type the rest of this story I am thinking of Girlfriend and The Kid and wondering what would have happened if I chose option B.

THE END?