| "Gary" from Biloxi writes: Dear Kathy, I got a girl who's as evil as a swamp-witch, and who's breath is like a dragon's who just et a whole bag of greasy potato chips, but I do love her so. What should I do? Buy her some breath mints? Dear "Gary", I know where your Mother lives, and who your agent sleeps with, so don't go there with me mister or you'll be sorry! And YES I would like a Mentos, thank you, and remind me to throw some Mississippi fire ants in your pants the next time we meet. PS-Who's the blonde in the band playing the back-up harp, huh? |
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