Mac comes into the cantina thru the patio door, so as to bypass the blood, butts, mayhem, and obscene profanity coming from the parking lot. He sees the notice of famous persons, hmmmm, he borrows RN's PTOM, and is instantly tranformed into Cassanova, the breaker of hearts, the suave genteelman who sweeps the fair female sex off their feet and into b..
The dreamed of lover of all women everywhere, the swashbuckling debonair, handsome, gentleman, reknown for his illlustrious escapades with the fair sex,
aaahhhh where are those LH look a likes,... oh ya
Mac walks over to his favorite table, picks up his scientific research journal, tunes out the atrocious screaming, shouting, bloodthristy cries emulating from the parking lot.... orders a brew and lunch while eyeing up the FBW's inside the cantina.... hmmmm,
Several of the FBWs look his way, stare and then swoon in exctasy, Mac just smiles, winks, and thinks to himself, win or lose, tonight could be a veeerrrryyyy interesting time, hohohohoho
Cassanova Mac
[ October 24, 2002, 20:49: Message edited by: mac5732 ]