Sara and the Driver

Sara and the Car

Not long ago, Sara sent a little red car squealing down her throat. As her stomach acid chipped away at the paint and worked to liquify the entire car, Sara realized she needed a driver to take the car for one last spin.

After searching high and low, she found a little man who was just the right size to go into her tummy and pamper the car while her digestive system destroyed them both. We can't say he was a willing participant, but Sara's stomach doesn't care whether you want to go or not.