Well, the stop sign sure didn't stop us in our runaway car, but the tree in our way sure did.

Getting my bearings, I looked behind us. I could see the town square at the top of the hill. From this angle, it looked just like the one in Back To The Future. At the end of the street was the town hall.

As we made our wobbly way out of the broken automobile, we saw a young boy laying in the grass nearby, his head propped up against a large stone. There was a donkey standing patiently beside him with incredibly huge testicles hanging between his back legs. We had apparently woken him (the boy, not the donkey with the enormous testicles) up from a nap he was taking. He opened one sleepy eye to look at us.

"Are you okay?" he asked us, but he really didn't seem all that interested.

"No, I'm Ana and this is my husband. He's a billionaire" I told the boy. "Aren't you, Christian?"

Distracted, Christian was looking at his watch.

"I think I broke my watch," he told me, not paying attention to the little social dance I had just taken part in. "It's a brand-new Timex, and they're supposed to take a lickin' and keep on tickin'. Hey, kid," he told the kid with a hey, "do you know what time it is?"

The boy reached over, cupped what the donkey's abnormally large testicles in his hand, lifted them, and appeared to be testing them for weight.

"It's 4:30," the boy said, lowering the donkey's testicles.

I looked at Christian and Christian looked at me, and then we both looked at the boy and his donkey.

"Are you sure?" Christian asked him.

The boy again cupped the donkey's testicles in his hand and lifted and lowered the dangling danglers.

"Yup," the boy affirmed. "It's 4:30."

I could see that Christian was amazed at what he just saw, and, when Christian gets amazed, you know some money is going to be spent.

"Son," he told the boy, "I'll pay you fifty dollars to show me how you were able to do that."

"Do what?" the boy said.

"Tell the time by lifting the donkey's testicles."

"Make it a hundred and you've got yourself a deal, mister."

Without any negotiation, Christian agreed.

"Come lay here where I'm at," the boy told him, moving to make way for Christian.

Christian did as he was told.

"Lay your head back against the rock."

Christian did as he was told.

"Now cup the donkey's balls in your hand."

Christian did as he was told.

"Lift them."

Christian did as he was told.

"Now,' the boy told him, " you see that clock at the top of the hill?"