Hover to pause the slideshow John wonders how long before he decks Alex Awww. Snugglebunnies! Nobody moved to stop PJ from throttling Alex, although WCG contemplated fetching some popcorn Cuteness exemplified Dick thinks his hat looks better than Donna's hat. Funke-ee! Apres-wrevel, the local street people enjoy the left-overs. Geno 'splains liberalism to a rapt Billo Only Faith can make these stupid hats look good. Sylvia ensures nobody gets her Balvenie! NOBODY! Sylvia becomes a Real Girl at last! WCG demonstrates multi-tasking, proving you can party and work After emptying the bottle, PJ gnaws on it to get the last drops. Clearly this woman is up to something Buns of Walnut Crushing Steel! The only one who would actually listen to Alex A collection of muses "So ... d'ya think he means it when he says he's serving us scrapple?" Meanwhile, back at Bambies, PJ falls in love with Steve's "cute" way of speaking PJ takes suddenly ill when an unusual parasite attaches itself to her Those who go up, must eventually come down Never, EVER sneak up behind a man who's cooking scrapple. Ever. Here in the US, Steve, we call that "sun" and, yes, it can burn. They went up old ... they came back young ... wtf? No, really, I was prima ballerina for the Royal Ballet! See? Needs no other words, I'm thinkin' Scrapple? Alien life-form, shirley! With many thanks to Donna Doyle, Dick Harper, and KMadeleine for the use of their photos. Special thanks to our gracious host Wayne Lutz Leave a Reply Cancel replyCommentName * Email * Website Notify me of followup comments via e-mail. You can also subscribe without commenting.