James and Catherine just can't get enough of each other. One night James has a motor car accident. While visiting him in hospital, Catherine comes over all squishy at the sight of his wounds and elaborate leg brace. James, in turn, responds ardently, his still intact shaft rising from the wreckage of his body. "My man of steel," moans Deborah.

Before you know it, they've fallen in with the nicest group of Young Liberal types who drive around all night looking for crashes. And what do they do when they find freshly mangled bodies strewn hither and thither? Fuck like bunnies in their nearby parked cars.

Yes, the dead and dying get them really hot and bothered. But not as hot and bothered as your average John Howard supporter gets when John sends young boys off to war, or drives asylum seekers mad, or introduces new legislation to cage cripples, single mothers, and anyone else they don't like.

Well, one thing leads to another and one day John and Janette -- oops, I mean James and Catherine -- decide to have a little sport on the freeway. James wants to force Catherine off the road so she has a crash, and then he'll come running over to make love to her while she's dying. Like all John Howard supporters, Catherine is mostly dead inside anyway so she thinks it's a ripper idea.

And it came to pass that he did run her off the road. Alas, she was only bloodied up a bit. But that didn't stop them from fucking like bunnies on the soft shoulder. "Maybe next time," he consoled her, "maybe next time."

Indeed, for the likes of James and Catherine, as well as your all-Australian, conservative, Christian, misanthropic, misogynist, John Howard supporter, there is always a new perversion of human and family values around the corner. Ain't lifeless grand!

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