“What about her?” House asked sitting up in bed.
“S-Sh-She’s bbbeen hi-hit byy a trucker,” Allison said finally loosing it.

Cameron: [sobs] I- I told her not to approach strange men in redneck bars, but she just didn’t listen!
Foreman: What did you loosen?
Cameron: Chase’s bedpost restraints. I dom. He subs.
House: [smirks] I knew it.

Heh. Is it wrong that I'd love to see that in a fic. Yeah, I guess it is. Never mind.

Great MST! I love Disasterpiece Theater so much.