You might as well just bite the bullet and accept the inevitable. A couple of posts and it'll be all over for another week. I'll try to make this as painless as possible.

The usual contingent of ne'er-do-wells was there, and I'm sorry to report that Mr. Miltz was hitting the booze pretty heavily again, and consequently his pictures were all orange. Again. That poor guy.

Our model was Brandi, and she was a good one. And she didn't have a gun.