Gotta tell ya this one more... I'd take Miss Pris home, & look over at her, & go, "How MUCH Smoke you wanna blow up Yr Mom's Backside tonite ?!?" Bethany would get an EVIL look on her face, & we'd concoct this RIOTOUS tale of spills & chills, her mom, Marcie would just sit there, shake her head, GLARE at me, & go, "YOU ain't Right !!" I'd just Puppy-Dawg eye her, grin, & go, "I Love you, TOO, Marcie !" I ALWAYS brought Bethany home clean, WELL fed, Ready & RARIN' for more...90% of the time, SHE would call ME, Looking for Fun/Adventure/Trouble...I really don't know which one of us had the more FUN out of it all, me or her...I can't wait to absolutely Spoil & Corrupt Bethany's son, much as I did HER..
:thmbsp: You're pure evil Sandy.
Lay in some Jolt Cola and a tub of RedVines for young master Logan.