so like, Heath Ledger went walsing into a crowded bar, right - he went up to the bar and ordered a sodapop. As he started to drink his sodapop all the cowboys turned their head around to catch a glimpse of him, one after another. " What is he doing?!" one tough guy asked as if he had never witnessed anything like it before. " Yeah! Why is he drinking a sodapop in a bar?!?" another said. Finally a big guy got up from his chair and walked towards him. " Me and my boys were wondering, haw haw... you must be some kind of gay cowboy, right? What kind of cowboy drinks sodapop?! ha ha harrrr!"
" Leave the kid alone!" the negro bartender of some sort said. " I can speak for myself!" Heath said, " ...And I am a gay cowboy!! And i'm not ashamed of it!!". " Y.. ou! what?!" the negro bartender of some sort said. " I'm gay too, you know - why don't we go upstairs and have some good ol' fun?". " Good idea!" Heath replied, " I'll bring my mighty lance along!"
So like, they went up the stairs and into the room. They started to undress each other, Heath really got turned on by the Negro bartender of some sort's body. It was all muscular, and small pearls of sweet was running down his chest. His arms were big and strong, yet soft and tender. He was a real man in Heath's eyes. As Heath bowed down to kiss the Negro bartender of some sort's member he found yet a surprise. His member was was big and hard. " Best penis EVAR!" Heath screamed with delight. " Yeah, but just you wait till you see what I have been doing!"
Soon Heath found out that the Negro bartender of some sort had been training his PC muscle, he was able to keep his member erect for hours even after the 20th orgams. In order to keep up with the Negro bartender of some sort Heath took some viagra, but it didn't matter. Just the two of them. That is was truely mattered.
After first act, they took a break - Heath was truely exhausted. They just laid on the bed, holding each other in their arms. Hugged and snuggled, giggled and talked. Heath had big plans, he wanted to move together with the Negro bartender of some sort into his little cabin up in the mountains. The Negro bartender of some sort loved the idea - heck he even proposed to Heath that night. Never before had they been so happy.
" Promise you'll never leave me!" the Negro bartender of some sort said. " I will! You are the best thing that has happened to me!" Heath replied while shedding a little tear. Not a tear of sorrow or pain, but a tear of supreme happiness. Neither had ever felt so loved before. Not the usual love, but a deep spiritual love only two ppl who are really meant to be together can experience.
Unfortunately, Heath couldn't keep his promise, cuz the Negro bartender of some sort had malaria, meningitis, tuberculosis, and also Aids because he was black. Heath caught all the diseases and died over night. Next morning he was found alone in a pile of viagra. Nobody knows what happened to the Negro bartender of some sort, but some say you can hear him crying at night in the mountains - home of gay cowboys.
The end

May Heath Ledger rot in peace.