Millie was driving from Marietta, Ohio to Charleston, WVA for a Halloween party with friends. Following I-70 and enjoying the fall scenery, she suddenly notice that something was wrong with her car. She turned off the highway onto a dirt road that suddenly ended at a dilapidated farm with three good-old-boys lounging on the decaying porch. She got out of the car, dressed as a witch, ready for the party and suddenly was surrounded by the hillbillies, none of whom had a bath for weeks, judging by the odor.
Millie explained her car problems and wondered if they could call a tow truck or maybe fix the thing. We don't have a telephone and can't fix machinery grunted the fatter brother. Too bad but I guess you will have to stay with us tonight if you brought anything to eat. We was fixin to take the 22 rifle and shoot a couple of rabbits for dinner. Now maybe we will need more meat with you here. Of course, we could always change our menu since you are alone and probably weigh 120 pounds stark naked.
With that comment, the hicks rushed her and tore off her witch costume, leaving her naked on the ground. One of the fat slugs got some baling wire and Millie was soon fastened to a stake, totally naked and screaming for help. She knew that she was in deep shit when the boys started piling fire wood around her feet.
The big guy said that they went to church on occasion when the whisky still was down for repair and this last Sunday the preacher had ranted about bad women and witches and how they were always burned alive in the olden days. That's exactly what we are going to do with you, but don't worry. We are poor and waste nothing. Always take women out of the flame when the screaming stops and the skin is nice and crispy with juices flowing from the titties . You look about like a small skinned deer all trussed-up and bare naked. I'm going to tease and torment your pretty body till the fire gets going then just sit and watch you suffer in Hell. God has again provided us with a fine meal of tender meat for the weekend.