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SUNDAY! - Desert Regional Medical Center. Okay, actually back home in the trailer, but in between having a few ice cold Budweisers last night and getting back to our sofa-sleeper there was stop at the hospital. No need to worry, we had our Medicare card with us, but it will probably be a few days before Kevin can bend over again. Let's just say it wasn't a planned medical checkup.
The whole episode began at a bar on Palm Canyon Drive (yes, "the" Palm Canyon Drive, BABY!) where we met up with Lowell our trailer park manager and his wife Marsha (the "First Lady of Airstreams!"). We were soon joined by our old friends Stephanie and Jim, and of course there were plenty of Budweisers to go around (ever proud sponsor of Riding4Beer - BUDWEISER!). Well, one thing led to another and apparently Kevin (who else?) got a little drunk and started touching Stephanie "inappropriately" (at least that's what the police report said).
Anyway, before the cops got there (and used that phase, "inappropriate touching.") Jim took matters into his own hands and basically pounded every last ounce of Budweiser out of Kevin. Of course Lowell just looked on in mock horror (he says he has a bad back, but that's not what DeShawndra says when he collects the "rent") while Stacy thoughtfully grabbed the camera and took pictures (to be used later as evidence in the lawsuit the bar owner said he was filing against us). Let's just say that Jim tossed Kevin around like a two dollar rag doll from Walmart. Folks, we always try to find something good in everything that happens and in this situation? Prescription pain killers, baby!....
SIX PICTURES TODAY! WE'LL NEED 'EM FOR THE INSURANCE CLAIM AND PENDING LITIGATION
Stephanie & Jim when everyone had only a few beers. The cops call this "inappropriate?" They have no idea!
JIm threw Kevin around like spare change on the dresser! Lowell has a "bad back" so this was his contribution!
Here Kevin has JIm right where he wanted him! While Kevin was at the hospital Stacy & Marsha stayed behind!
The whole episode began at a bar on Palm Canyon Drive (yes, "the" Palm Canyon Drive, BABY!) where we met up with Lowell our trailer park manager and his wife Marsha (the "First Lady of Airstreams!"). We were soon joined by our old friends Stephanie and Jim, and of course there were plenty of Budweisers to go around (ever proud sponsor of Riding4Beer - BUDWEISER!). Well, one thing led to another and apparently Kevin (who else?) got a little drunk and started touching Stephanie "inappropriately" (at least that's what the police report said).
Anyway, before the cops got there (and used that phase, "inappropriate touching.") Jim took matters into his own hands and basically pounded every last ounce of Budweiser out of Kevin. Of course Lowell just looked on in mock horror (he says he has a bad back, but that's not what DeShawndra says when he collects the "rent") while Stacy thoughtfully grabbed the camera and took pictures (to be used later as evidence in the lawsuit the bar owner said he was filing against us). Let's just say that Jim tossed Kevin around like a two dollar rag doll from Walmart. Folks, we always try to find something good in everything that happens and in this situation? Prescription pain killers, baby!....
SIX PICTURES TODAY! WE'LL NEED 'EM FOR THE INSURANCE CLAIM AND PENDING LITIGATION
Stephanie & Jim when everyone had only a few beers. The cops call this "inappropriate?" They have no idea!
JIm threw Kevin around like spare change on the dresser! Lowell has a "bad back" so this was his contribution!
Here Kevin has JIm right where he wanted him! While Kevin was at the hospital Stacy & Marsha stayed behind!
This one takes the cake! Now you want to get into the ring and do all-star wrestling ? Why ya silly bastard ya! You will break your f-ing neck! You may have won the match you had with your friend, but you may get beat in the next one. Kevin, get out before you get hurt (again). Remember you two, we cannot help but love you both.
guy and cary.
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