Hey hey.

Long time no stink.

Indeed.

The beautiful people ask me why.

They also ask me, "What is it with you and the fabulous babes?"

I'm picky.

That's what I used to tell people anyway.

Thing is, I've gotten older, and I now know that I've honestly never met a woman who was face that could stop a clock ugly.

Scout's honor.

And I dropped out of the scouts after the first meeting.

Too businesslike you see.

But I digress.

Where's talk stink, is what they've asked lately.

Here's where.

That still doesn't explain why the fabulous babes keep in touch with me.

Although, I know they stop keeping in touch with me when I say things like...

What do you see in that meatbag boyfriend of your's anyway?

And...

It sounds like he doesn't appreciate you.

Or...

Sure, I'll send my screenplay right over.