Karen Kershaw of Akron, 44, claims she and Rick Remmy had an agreement in which she would pay him $600 in cash and sexual favors for a 1980 truck. If you believe Karen she paid her $600 dollars and sucked and fucked the rest of it off but Rick Remmy never gave up the wheels.

To me this is like a drug dealer calling the cops because some junkie stole his heroine. Giving away pussy or blow jobs for shit is illegal in everywhere but Nevada, if I am not mistaken. It definitely is in Akron, Ohio. Can you imagine going to small claims court saying that you gave a crack head 5 rocks at $20 a piece but the crack head only paid you $10 and you want the rest of your money? This is classic.

Anyway, Karen sued him in Akron's small claims court, saying that she made good on her part of the arrangement, but he then refused to give up the truck.  Now it is going to the people’s court.
 
People's Court will air in the Akron area at 11 a.m. weekdays on UPN (Channel 43) beginning Monday. Before then, the show is on WB (Channel 55.) So everyone can get a look at the stupid bitch that sued a guy for not giving her something that she paid for with ass, literally.

Sandra Remmy, who had not talked to her husband since he taped the show, said her husband lost his job because of the publicity. She said it has been tough on both the couple and their three children, ages 6, 8 and 10.

``It's a big joke and big laughs for everyone, but what about them?'' she said, referring to her children.

Sandra Remmy said her husband -- a longtime car salesman -- would never have signed the agreement Kershaw is claiming that outlined how much he would pay for various sexual favors. However, she did admit that the handwriting on the contract in Kershaw's lawsuit looks like that of her husband.

``He may have done some stupid things in his life -- we all have -- but he is not stupid enough to write something like that down and put his name to it,'' she said. But she just admitted that it looked like her husband’s handwriting. Maybe he is that stupid.

Hell, if I was going to eat pussy for a new wardrobe you better believe I would want that shit in writing. I wouldn’t have it any other way. How long do I have to do it for the slacks? The shoes? The hat? You name it. You can't trust people nowadays.