June couldn't wait to dig into her famous magical brownie cake... plop down in father's Barkolounger, throw back some brews in her underwear and catch up on Oprah, who looks more and more like a full-course meal to June as the show goes on.
Maybe because it's that I'm gay that the idea of one is way more than enough... and I'd imagine that her 'visitor' wouldn't be as pleasant as the Doublemint twins. Sometimes, less IS best.
I guess when push comes to shove, the handicap always get a raw deal.
The redneck fire alarm... and a light snack after your trailer burns to the ground.
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