Isn't anybody impressed that I had breakfast with Cletus. And Cooter? I'm talking about the real guys here now. But no Daisy Duke, or the two main guys, whomever they were, and I didn't go to the festival, Cooter puts it on at his place in Sperryville, because a hippie chick poo-pooed the idea. Since when did I start listening to hippie chicks?
- jimlouis 8-14-2003 6:17 pm
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Whatchou talkin' bout? (Oops, wrong sitcom.)
- mark 8-14-2003 8:52 pm [add a comment]





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