EXCLUSIVE PIX!

Day Breaks, Day One . . . Ominous Omen

Anxious Hosts (Becky & Weldon Crews) Cast Eyes Heavenward.

Miraculously, first Lakeside Lunacy arrival . . .

____________

Reverend Dan McCauley!

Re-Mac, as known to insiders.

Southern Baptist minister and professional golf hustler jerks direct chain to
You-Know-Whom. Skies open to joyous weather for ensuing 72 hours.

Impressive.

Tidbit frightening, were he not so damned darned nice.

____________

First-Timer Mike McCauley
thrilled he came!

Becky Crews and Clair Norman
greet McCauley with customary newcomer ritual.

Lap dance.

Welcome halts abruptly as dynamic duo empties pockets and maxes-out McCauley's plastic.

Shannon Shuttle!

Real estate moguls, Ivana Donna & Robert Shannon,
launch tour of available lake properties, to discover no passengers qualify for down payments.

Smiles dissipate.
Donna truncates pose on poop deck.
Passengers forced to find own way home
from Little Mazarn.
 

"Survivors" Strategize!

Post-abandonment by Shannons on Little Mazarn, "Survivors" Jane Hollimon Day, Ramona & Johnny Green (f.g.), Jo Ann Johnston, Kathy Hendrix, Debbie Mitchell and Weldon Crews (b.g.) invade neighboring property for refreshing beverages,
strategize alternate return routes.

Dr's. Sondra Hercher & John Weiss (deep b.g.),
exchange hilarious anecdotes about being doctors.

One-and-a Half Sexpots

Mara & David Levi
(he's the "half")
innocently await lake tour while . . .

. . . bon vivant William A. Roberts
assays topography.

Separated at Birth - I!

Jane Hollimon Day and Dan McCauley poignantly
discover common parentage!

Seriously. Odds Dad's name was Ray-Ban?

Separated at Birth - II!

Rejoined conjoined twins (Jo Ann Johnston and Becky Hill Crews) move crowd to tears,
recount heartrending surgical choice in infancy.

One got brains: other, four kids and flea market booth.

Hospitality Hostess Befriends UFO!

Earthling Clair McClain Norman welcomes
Unidentified Flying Object from other world.

Consensus? Alien Body-Snatcher could've
podded better than Bob Glasscock.

Lakeside Lunacy Lothario

Billy Roberts mistakes Pam Smith
(Ronnie Jones' date) for wife.

On purpose.

To no avail.

Dancing with the Stars!

Ronnie Jones and Pam Smith piss everybody
off by looking too good for group.

We're not kidding.

We're all about love, up to a point.

This good-looking is the point to which we are not up.

Go home and split your own prepositions.
 

Tender Moments

Clair McClain Norman and Dr. John Weiss
re-establish affectionate high school
connection as Kitten Weiss
(Dr. John's betrothed)
considers hurling bottle of Corona
three feet westward.

Midget Alien Pod-Person

wards off vampires with Sign of Cross.
That's how low we stooped.

But worked. Weekend vampire-free.

Nick & Sandie Elkins

ponder polite low-key response to
Pod-Person's "Let's Trade Shirts!"
invitation.

Answer: "WTF?"

Cut and Run!

(A study in etiquetteness)

Negro Modelo-wielding Bic-pen pocketed North Arkansas cardiovascular surgeon's (Dr. John Weiss') invitation for happy-hour "joint stent" surgery met with coldly polite, "Time to go!" response by Clair and Bill Norman.

Blurred? Bet Your Posterior!

Origins of ancient "cup-in-lap" bit unearthed
in Bobbie Waller O'Brien and Dan Rice's
(Class of '55's) "American Bandstand" posture.

They've adopted us: we've adopted them.

Dead giveaway? They're too well-dressed,
plus that green thing.

Old Chums!

Butch Mitchell feigns interest in guacamole and chips, whilst Peggy Tinsley renews warm acquaintance with deck pole.

Positively quivering with anticipation!
(Pole, that is. See below.)

Conjugate This!

Horrified onlookers witness embarrassing
electronic bedpan demo from unidentified
pharmaceutical rep as beloved
English teacher, James Lockwood,
fails to keep straight face whilst
conjugating "to be."

Flunked entire group and left.

Claim Jumper!

Panicked desperation shows in Pod-Person's pathetic attempt to reclaim pole from Peggy Tinsley.

Waxed face, fake tan: Dude thinks he's a votive candle?

Lit?

Abject shame on Clair McClain Norman's
face tells whole story.

BTW. Shirt reason pole "stiffed" pod-person.

Hot Chili Peppers!

Jalapeno pepper grower champion Martha Lockwood affects affection for husband, Jim's,
former students.

Just before her sweet jalapeno pepper
hors d'oeuvres revenge blasts 13 students to smithereens.

Lockwoods' mischievous expressions read,
"We had no idea!"

James Blackwell & Congressional Page

Okay. We're not real sure how this got in here.
Could be a Congressional Page: could be Blackwell's son: could be his son-in-law, could be Ellen Degeneres . . .
hell. No clue.

All's we know is they shot and killed some
already dead decorative African brush for
Kaki Hockersmith Interiors. Fabu!

Terrifying Coke-Wielding
Nun-O-Rama

Smacks small boys with cans.

Sister Cindy (Sims)
goes all secular and Paris Hilton
on us, and stuff.

Trashtastic.

V-FORMATION!

Pat Cathcart registers "surprise" honk-honk
at Robert Kientz's goose-manoeuver.

Sick. Seriously.

We are ashamed to have to post this.

FIRST YOU MAKE A ROUX

Then you send out for Chinese.

If she delivers, tip her.

-- Butch Greenwood

KIDDIES? BEDDIE-BYE!

Seriously. What follows is unfit
for anybody this side of
Assisted Living.

I Am Not Sandy Cornish.
I Am Your Hostess,
Becky Hill Crews.

Please stop listing slightly to the right.

Thank you.

Surgical Roulette

We've got you covered. (Seated, from left: Faith Healer, Rev. Dan; Sexual Healer, Mr. Bob; Malpractice Healer, Mike-Mac, Esq.)

(Standing: Dr. John "Feelgood" Weiss. Razor-sharp scalpal, Mt. Everest of eternal medical bills.)

Bon chance!

Catch & Release

Ellen McClain and Dr. William Nuckolls unfurl retirement plan: retailing worms and minnows from recently ATM-equipped Bait House.

Doomed to fail.

Suggestion? Fill Canadian prescription drugs from back room.

You're welcome.

Supremes

Wayne Matthews, Fred Davis, Bob Glasscock.
Two Justices, one Felon, harmonize on
"Louie, Louie."

Play "Guess the Felon!"

(Hint: Shirt resulted in conviction for
"public indecency")

Crikey!

Sam Tinsley (of Peggy Price Tinsley fame) proudly announces first-ever lakeside "Depends" franchise.

B.g.: Jane Hollimon Day, Bobbie Waller O'Brien and Dan Rice (latter two, Class of '55) hesitant to react. Tellingly, Bobbie first to cross legs.

MORE MALE BONDING

Healthy Heterosexism (this year's unspoken theme)
scores mid-afternoon apex
with relaxed portrait of lifelong, er, "buddies,"
David Levi and Butch Mitchell.

Illusion demolished that evening when enormous pole (b.g.) captured both their wives' terpsichorean ardor.

The hat, Levi! The hat!

Fins on that Caddy!

Behind every Escalade is a good woman.

Kathy Hendrix reminds "Cadillac" Jack that Escalades aren't fish, don't have fins
and attempting to sell off-lot third-party maintenance agreements likely illegal.
 

Finally!
Consenting Adults!

Super-salesman, "Caddy"-Jack, hustles perennially youthful Dot-Mac (Kay McClanahan's Mom) in futile try to steal her Fountain of Youth Secret.

Turns out her secret is she doesn't drink, doesn't smoke, refuses to date married Cadillac salesmen.

Sleazy Southern Brisket

Final offer, Levi. How much to lose the chapeau?
Final offer, Mara. How much to lose the top?

One Girl, Six Guys!

For the love of God, David, DITCH THE HAT.

An Air Force Academy alumni scandal waiting to happen, yet we're nowhere near Denver.

HOME SHOPPING NETWORK JELL-O MAKEOVER?

ROAD SHOW OF "MISS SAIGON?"

LAST TWO LENNON SISTERS?

Nope. Kathy Hendrix, Becky Stone Roberts inhale glue from recent Becky Hill Crews collage project. Motionless for next three hours.

IS THAT AN EIGHT MEGAPIXEL CAMERA IN THAT THING? OR ARE YOU JUST GLAD TO SEE ME?

Robin Rudder Barton studiously ignores husand, Tom, packing macho electronics on left hip whilst frugging.

SO I SAYS TO BEN-HUR, "BEN? WHAT'S YOUR STANCE ON OPEN-TOED SANDALS?"

Fashion maven, Linda Eskue Lewis Eubank, corners foot-fetishists at Lakeside Lunacy by swinging $950 Manalo-Blahniks
and Dr. Scholl's $2.50 corn pads.

"PAGING CONGRESSMAN FOLEY!
PAGING . . . OH, MERCY!"

Compassion, Class of '62 byword,
stymies further comment.

THE POLE KNOWS!

You can run, but you can't hide,
Kay McClanahan!

MARA LEVI INHALES ILLEGAL SUBSTANCE!

Exuding intercontinental suavity, famed Manhattan restauranteuse enjoys after-dinner Partagas D3 from Havana.

And vice versa.

SHIP OF NERVES

Pleasure cruise to Crews' new mansion quickly sobers when passengers learn they must pass Shannons' onboard online credit check in order to view property.

Sondra Hercher Gordy confident of approval.

FEIGNED NONCHALANCE

Dr. John Weiss, Kay McClanahan, Jim Patterson and Robert Glasscock stare silently into space, ponder possible past felony convictions, await property viewing contingent on credit reports.

ONCE A ZEBRA . . .

Bobbie Waller O'Brien and Dan Rice (Class of '55) show how to git it done!

Basically, started making out from arrival Friday afternoon until departure Sunday morning.

"For memories that around thee cling," indeed.

SEAMAN SHANNON

Hot Springs real estate magnate, Robert Shannon, pilots multi-million dollar ocean going pleasure craft, the "Donna Too", now happily paid-off thanks to commission on Crews' sale.

CREWS' MANSION

183 room lakefront estate toured by lucky few!
Home extends a quarter-mile either direction.
Shamu performs hourly in 3-acre pool.

LEVIS REACT

Having generously schlepped forty pounds of smoked meats from Mara's Homemade in New York, we catch candid reaction to CNN report of Manhattan's e. coli outbreak.

SOUL TRAIN!

Sandy Meador Cornish and "Carter" (only name he'd share), Sam Tinsley and Kitten Weiss, dance to vastly different drummers.

BECKY & BOB

Shake booties.

TEXAS HOLD 'EM TOURNEY

Embarrassment as grown man (left) sobs over dwindling chips. Johnny Green and Sam Tinsley (behind Billy Roberts) split pot. Glasscock still owes each $2.50.
Odds they'll ever see it?

UNSUSPECTING CROWD

Has no clue that in six hours S.W.A.T. team
will storm driveway.

Ignorance = Bliss

WHEN WORLDS COLLIDE

Political moderate Butch Mitchell
stifles giggle as
arch-conservative Bush supporter
Robert "What Bald Spot?" Glasscock
reminds flaming Clintonista liberal
Wayne Matthews
what "is" is.

"SONG OF BOBBY"

Rev. Dan McCauley deftly executes rarely-witnessed drive-by baptism on Bobby Cloar.
It may not be Lourdes, but lakeside miracle so moves wife, Mary Lynne, she grasps beatific Debbie Mitchell for support.

"PARTY OF THE FIRST PART"

Dickie Lawrence chooses odd moment
with beloved yet strangely unamused wife
Cindy (Sims) to review
amendments to long-forgotten
pre-nup.

"SUSPICIOUS MINDS"

Immediate bonding between total strangers,
Bob "What Bald Spot?" Glasscock and
Carter "What Combover?" I'm-With-Her
arouses intense scrutiny from zebra-begowned police mascot Sandy Meador Cornish.

"I BLINKED!"

That's what they all say. Catherine Ward Smith, Bill and Rosemary Briant assist each other in maintaining verticality for Enquirer photog.

WHERE IS REV. DAN WHEN YOU NEED HIM?

If ever one were praying for salvation (or SOMETHING), Debbie Mitchell is it.

GRACE UNDER PRESSURE

Robin Rudder Barton delivers bad news to
Sherrie Small Walker, Sandy Meador Cornish.
Sadly, they've been rejected for Senior Cotillion.

Barton helpfully suggests they'll be accepted
once they master the "Three D's":

Dress, Decorum and Dinero.

WHATEVER HAPPENED TO THE SIMS?

Famed 70s C&W singing duo whose smash, "Hoe-Down Honeys", remains a classic, have not only maintained looks and vocal harmonies but also original hair.

LAKESIDE LIVING AT ITS FINEST

Robin Rudder Barton (and friend), Becky Stone Roberts, Host Weldon Crews, Tom Barton and Peggy Tinsley grace cover of latest Hot Springs Realty brochure.

Question: How in hell did Tom tripod camera, frame pic, rush to seat whilst grabbing Peggy onto lap -- all before 10 second timer clicked?

THEY CLASH BY NIGHT!

Not Dickie Lawrence and Robin Rudder Barton.

We're talking how many pattern conflicts before a picture screams "BAD TASTE!"

Is 9 enough? Flag-desecrating canvas camping chairs, Peter Max psychedelic print pillow, quilt, shirt with wild stallions stampeding across chest, pumpkin pants, hyacinth print blouse, S&M chains, ivy green swing, antiqued crackle-finish mirror.

Robin clearly senses she should NOT be in this shot. Dickie? Oblivious.

Your retinas? Scarred for life.

SAY GOODBYE!

131 Fishing Lane is no more.

Crews' do, however, intend to transplant hemp crop
with them to new abode, since it funded mortgage.

Rick Riley suspiciously eager to assume lease on
131 Fishing Lane, making this his 28th simultaneous residence in North America.

Something's fishy on Fishing Lane.

TOO COOL FOR SCHOOL

George Talbot personifies "Casual Friday"
with wiggy plaid bermudas and
SO not crunk untied sneakers.
 

MESSAGE TO ANN:

"It is imperative you immediately
regain upper hand in this marriage."

Sincerely,

Dr. Phil

WAYNE, CATHERINE & DICKIE

bemused by Weldon's uncontrollable
reaction to Talbot's outfit.

JOHN & CHARLOTTE HOLLIMON

Couldn't be more thrilled to be dragged to this party. Okay, maybe they could be.

LITTLE MAZARN OR, UM, BUST

HOURS LATER . . .

John Weiss impressed as Cloar's baptism still holds,
Mary Lynne gives prayerful thanks.

COMES SATURDAY . . . O HAPPY DAY!

LAKE HAMILTON SCENIC TOUR CRUISE HOLDS PASSENGERS RAPT!

Or basically holds passengers.

For $30 fee, including refreshing beverages, landlubbers fail to realize
party barge never leaves dock.

FULL SPEED AHEAD!

Captain Johnny Green, whose last command was
wubber waft in shallow end at Eden Park,
leads courageous attack against Crews' new dock.

Thirty seconds, $250,000 damages and
13 injuries later,  griefstricken Captain "J"
whispers . . . "Sowwy."

GLASSCOCK LECTURES ON "GAYDAR"

Tragically surnamed twerp (left)
details fine points of "Gaydar" to Butch Mitchell and Dr. John Weiss.

"First, Butch, lose the hand on your hip."

HIGH-FIVE!

Pam Smith beside self with elation at
Ronnie Jones' and Robert Shannon's
realization they've both "dated"
same five available Arkansas women.

Moments like these make reunions
SO memorable.

Eh, Pam?

SPIRITUAL QUEST

"Why is it, Rev. Dan," queries Bobby Cloar,
"that all the guys seem to
wear their shirts OUTSIDE their pants
and all the girls -- like my wife -- tuck 'em in?"

Dan McCauley has answer. Can't be repeated here as it's why he was defrocked.

OLD FRIENDS?

NEW AMWAY DISTRIBUTORS?

PETER, PAUL AND MARY LYNNE?

"If I had a hammer . . .
I'd swing it in the morning . . .
I'd swing it in the evening . . .
All over this -- "

STOP! JUST STOP!

THE THREE MUSKETEERS!

"Aramis, Athos, D'Artagnan!"

Each with own cologne line.

Smell Zebra pride!

Except two of these guys aren't Zebras.
Thmell bad.

"THERE ARE TWO PEOPLE HERE
YOU DON'T WANT TO FUSS WITH.
I'M ONE OF THEM."

- Roy Murtishaw

LASTING LUST LOVE

She's a "10." He's a . . . "10" lover.

Laurie and Buck Fikes -- living Valentine Card.

Envious classmates sarcastically suggested, "get a room."

They did. Last we saw of 'em.

No wonder Fikes lost election.

"Family values" is whack!

PENNY (PURDUE) & PAUL

Lovely people.

Californians.

You can tell because their hands are folded
serenely.

Sense enough never to leave boat.

Dumb enough to leave California.

P.S. Paul? What's up with that doggie hand-puppet
lap thingie? We sense potential, yet remain uncertain of your confidence, hand-puppet-wise. The Committee feels if the doggie-puppet is your social interaction preference, try actually placing thing IN your lap and working from there.

FASHION QUANDARY
(George Talbot, Robert Cloar)

Them shorts? That shirt?
Intensive care?

Refreshing beverages?

This is not the 19th Hole at Augusta.

You are class role models.

FASHION FAUX-PAS

Robert Glasscock critiques beloved Ann Talbot's
husband's weekend ensemble
(left).

Whilst wearing maternity smock of
Royal Navy semaphore signals.

Some things never change.

S.O.S.!

"SUZANNE SOMERS' THIGH BUTTER?"

"Thank you for calling HSN! How about a
two-for-one set of Butt-Masters on EZ-Pay?"

"Hillary who?"

LIVE ENTERTAINMENT!

Laurie Fikes, Becky Hill Crews, entranced with flashing blade-wielding Ginsu knife demo by muscular young Speedo-wearing Asian.

Buck Fikes understandably disconcerted by deeper concerns over concept of "chopped beef."

STILL TOO COOL FOR SCHOOL

"I mean, seriously," proclaims George Talbot (plaid ass, f.g.)
"What do you think about Madonna's
Malawi adoption?"

William A. Roberts, Weldon Crews
promise to look into it.

"FOR THE FINAL TIME, NO!"

Volatile tiff erupts between fashionistas
Linda Eskue Lewis Eubank and Bob Glasscock.

"You CAN'T wear my plaid top!
Why don't you buy yourself something that
doesn't scream, 'HOMELESS'"?

JUST LIKE IT WAS YESTERDAY!

Amazing, how old friends pick right up like they never left off!

"So when you didn't call, I thought, well, he didn't really mean everything he said last night. Or I'm too tall. Because I know I'm smart, but not really smarter. Because you're really smart. I mean, you're a cardiovascular surgeon and everything and yeah, I married a doctor and you have to be really smart to go to medical school and stuff and you and I both dance really well together so it really didn't bother me that you forgot to get me a corsage, because I don't really like dyed carnations, except that . . . ."

("Oh, shit . . . ")

HAPPY FACES! THAT'S WHAT WE'RE ALL ABOUT!

HOST AND HOSTESS WELDON AND BECKY CREWS MAKE KAY McCLANAHAN AND JOHNNY GREEN FEEL RIGHT AT HOME!

Home, in this instance, being a swing party in the Bay Area.

YES, HAPPY FACES RING OUR, UH, CHIMES!

K-MAC AND N-ELKINS
EMBODY WHOLESOME CLASS OF '62 SPIRIT!

CLASH OF THE TITANS!

Okay. Some faces are happier than others.
"Mary Kay" Associate, Cindy (Sims) Lawrence
closes $300 sale with Becky and Weldon.

"Avon" lady, Ramona Green, all bitchified that
131 Fishing Lane has no doorbell to ring.

MORE HAPPY FACES!

Feel the joy!

TERRITORIAL MARKING INSTINCT PART OF
HUMAN CONDITION

This, on the other hand . . .

"NUH-UH! MINE IS!"

Egged on by vixen Peggy Tinsley, Dr. John Weiss and Robert Glasscock reflexively launch
macho size-comparison contest.

Involving bellies, at this age.

Pitiful, but we post 'em.

DAN RICE SEGUES INTO GIRLY CIRCLE

Mara Levi, Robin Rudder Barton, Sondra Hercher Gordy, Peggy Price Tinsley, Debbie Mitchell revisit Girl Scout glory days -- "kookaburra sits in the old gum tree" -- till joined by Zebra quarterback,
Dan Rice, yelling, "Who's your daddy!"

Music promptly changes to "16 Candles."
Mood calms.

Except Peggy Price Tinsley.
Who sorta ramps up.

HOG-CALLER, TOM BARTON!

Mistaking "Lakeside Lunacy" for "Electric Cowboy" nightclub, enthusiastic caller Tom Barton stamps feet, shouts, "Allemande left!"

Bewildered dancers quickly retreat
to seats, since music is Michael Jackson's
"Billie Jean."

Remember Michael?

Remember,"Billie Jean?"

Remember, "The kid is not my son?"

LOOK FOR THEM ON COVER OF
CONNOISSEUR!

Sherwood edition, since carefully-staged portrait
rejected for national publication lacks couth.

Not that Kay McClanahan and Robert Glasscock
aren't attractive models, but seriously.

Raising toast with greasy barbequed rib instead of
appropriate zinfandel?

Maybe in Fordyce.

AND THE ROCKETS' RED GLARE!

Michael McCauley helps boost Clair McClain Norman's "high note" during National Anthem.

Even in rehab, Whitney needn't worry.

"GO LONG!"

Donna Stephens Shannon patiently explains to Carter that when Glasscock yells he's "throwing a pass," his context may not be football.

GIANT WHO ATE TOLEDO!

Since we aren't in Toledo, giant ignored.

ANTICIPATION!

Reincarnationist attorney, Jo Ann Johnston, flashes back to former life as architectural support strut,
ponders upcoming pro-bono debauchery.
("Pro-bono," Latin: "for the bone.")

Robert Shannon flashes back to five minutes ago when he needed to take leak, didn't.

Everybody knows what's ahead, doesn't want to
miss a thing.

SHAFT ME!

Butch Greenwood anticipates another
humiliating police raid during forthcoming
pole-dance orgy, suggests fat spliff
to soothe tensions.

Carter and Sandy (who still thinks
'Virginia Slims' actually "slimming")
clueless re: 'fat spliff'.

Bless their hearts.

WE'RE SICK OF THIS, ALREADY

We're all about Old Acquaintance and the National Anthem and everything, but how many shots must we endure of Mike McCauley renewing link with Clair McClain Norman?

Only reason we included this one?
We too can't wait to see what he's about to
extract from pocket with that look on face.

SAME PIC EVERY YEAR

Darby and Joan. The Folks Who Live on the Hill.

If you know the lyrics, you appreciate
how much we love these two.

Though, again, "lap" trick growing tired.

US TOO!

Yes, year after year, Cloars -- like Greens -- personify lengthy togetherness.

Of course, this year's drive-by baptism of Bobby
(see above) and ensuing unremitting prayers of
Mary Lynne help.

On other hand, Mary Lynne hasn't opened eyes
in 48 hours.

Bodes ill, in larger scheme.

CAPTION THIS ANYTHING HAVING TO DO WITH
"HOG TROUGH" . . .

. . . you're dead.

BILLY ROBERTS MAKES SERIOUS PLEA
FOR WORLD PEACE

Response? Dead silence.

Returns to impromptu filth.

Works. World immediately more peaceful.

"CLASS" TELLS

Though our entire website REEKS
good taste, somehow this one photograph
says it all.

Hug-hug. Glug-glug.

Hug-hug. Glug-glug.

Hug-hug. Glug-glug.

Hug-hug. Glug-glug.

Hug-hug. Glug-glug.

Hug-hug. Glug-glug.

Hug-hug. Glug-glug.

Hug-hug. Glug-glug.

Hug-hug. Glug-glug.

Hug-hug. Glug-glug.

Hug-hug. Glug-glug.Hug-hug. Glug-glug.Hug-hug. Glug-glug. Hug-hug. Glug-glug. Hug-hug. Glug-glug. Hug-hug. Glug-glug. Hug-hug. Glug-glug. Hug-hug. Glug-glug. Hug-hug. Glug-glug. Hug-hug. Glug-glug. Hug-hug. Glug-glug. Hug-hug. Glug-glug. Hug-hug. Glug-glug. Hug-hug. Glug-glug. Hug-hug. Glug-glug. Hug-hug. Glug-glug. Hug-hug. Glug-glug. Hug-hug. Glug-glug. Hug-hug.

Hic- !

HERE IT COMES!

Easing on into it . . .

Miss Tinsley . . .

FEEL THE LOVE?

MISS "P"?

MISS "P" TIMES TWO?

HELL, YES!

"PEGGY PRICE!"

MISS "P" TIMES TWO
PLUS "T"?!!!!

DOUBLE
HELL YES!

Husband Sam is really up for this!
You can sorta tell.

AND POLE!

Together again, for last time!

GET WITH ME, GIRLS!

THE PO-LETTES

(Sondra Hercher Gordy, Debbie Mitchell)

BANG-GANG WITH THE "TINS!"

WE'VE GOT YOUR BACK, KAY, BABY . . . COME ON DOWN!

MY GIRLS!
K-MAMA'S
SO PRO-
 BONO!

GO WIDE!

THE SHOT WE
CAN'T SHOW YOU!

Attorneys in three states filed cease and desist orders on behalf of Miss McClanahan.
Upheld in lower court. Appealed.

But be sure, if Glasscock was nonplussed (and he was) there's good reason
you'll never see this debauchery.

AND THIS
TECHIE GENIUS
COULDN'T FIND
THE SHUTTER!

That's right! Jerry Cathcart, whiz-bang genius webmaster on Class of '61 site, was so discombobulated by Miss McClanahan's trick pelvis  (as weren't we all) he couldn't find -- much less PUNCH -- blinking little red button.

Thanks, Jer.

MOTIVATIONAL SPEAKER PEGGY TINSLEY

Demonstrates retirement fund supplement idea:
"Pole dancing keeps you in shape, plus it's a cash business,
if you get my drift," imparts ageless bombshell.

Scroll on down to say "goodbye."
We'll never see the likes of all this again!

'Bye, Bait House . . .

(make it personal here)

"You'll never know just how much I love you.
You'll never know just how much I care . . .

You'll never know if you don't . . . know . . . now . . . ."

- Harry Warren
Mack Gordon

1943