Fresh Meat

It's game night here at ranch.

Or raised ranch. Or split-level.

Whatever.

At any rate, The Girl and The Boyfriend, The Boy and The Girlfriend, Hubster and I will soon be feasting on artery-clogging nacho cheese dip with hamburger, Tostitos Scoops, and possibly a salad on the side.

That would be the "healthy" part of the whole meal, which is best described as Heart Attack Surprise.

After that we'll get out the Uno Attack! and have us some fun. We do know how to party in these here parts. And besides, we have to break in The Girlfriend to our particularly peculiar way of looking at life. It's only her second visit to our home, and she isn't quite accustomed to our ways yet. She's still at the stage The Boyfriend was earlier this year; shy, quiet, hands shaking, trying to make a good impression.

And to that we say: FRESH MEAT!!!

She has no idea what she's in for tonight.

Heh heh heh heh heh.