My Dinner with Kitty. And Sonia. And “Brad.”
And if THAT isn’t good enough (thank you, Snuffy Smith)…
Wilbur has it on a technicality, but the folks at Starlight Karaoke can still throw him out on his fat ass…
Then again, we could just leave Wilbur to his slobbery crooning and go with some hot wooing on the porch…
GOTCHA! You all thought it was Sonia, right?!?? (and now you can say, “Who the hell is that??”)
GASP!!!!!
Pssst, Keith…don’t get distracted!
Oh, Toby…how soon you forget (of course, you’re a numbskull, but still…)
In case Wilbue really gets lubed up…
Will Keith hit the jackpot at last?
Amazing what those Marine sharp-shooting skills will do!
Good ol’ Geraldo!
And then, it HAPPENS…
And the debate “Men eat meat/Women eat salad” was too good to pass up!
This is gonna be harder than it looks (or, Why Keith Hillend Is Driving All the Way to Taft).
And now, we wait…
