2008-09-11 - 11:00 pm
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Shane arrives with beer and a new dog.

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CJ displays the drink of Hurricane viewers everywhere.

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Shane also brings crackers and bread (booooooo!).

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CJ enjoys a tasty beverage, while Shane exits the work area.

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mmmm, mmmm, good!!

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A true PRIZE from Shane's toy chest. CHEAP WHISKEY!!!

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Alton's Sister's dog... "Treasure". Sounds like a dancer's name, if you ask me.

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To counter the 'gay' dog in the house the 'real' dogs eat MEAT!!!

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Mr. Fuggs really enjoys those cow ribs.

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Treasure does a dance (again, a reference to an exotic dancer's name) while CJ fixes some goodies.

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LICE!!!!

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Cheers, my friend... cheers.

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Shane and I go out back (Thursday night) for a sip of whiskey and for some good old fashioned redneck entertainment - a BUG ZAPPER!!

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We grill some ribs and sausages (all beef, of course) and lay on the goodies.

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mmmmm.... heart clog.

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Shane is such a rebel... look at him with TWO different types of bread for his weenies!! Oh, you sport, you.

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The "DeLorean" we use to cook on.

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When the meat is out, the begging begins.

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The ribs were left on the grill while we ate the sausages... so they appear to be a bit on the 'overcooked' side. My mom would like these 'burnt sacrifices'.

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Shane readies for the evening.

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The Waz's old room... ready for a return visitor (Shane).

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Shane instructs Mr. Fuggs on the proper way to slack on a love seat. His years of extensive non-dating gives Mr. Fuggs the appropriate slacking technique.

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I don't really think Mr. Fuggs is listening.

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CJ brushes her teeth before bed. It's nice that one of us does this.