Is she hot", and then he motioned her over to the booth. "I think we're ready now, what do you suggest?' he asked boldly. Charlene... (the waitress) looked both boys over and thought to herself, nice looking young studs. Sure don't get many that look as good as they do around here in this crummy old joint. Wonder if they would be interested in some fun and games? Hmmm, wonder how I should broach the subject? The one kid looks really down in the dumps. Maybe the "motherly". "Shit!" Linda caught her breath and looked back, just making sure that no one was staring at her. She examined the poster again. With huge printed letters, the poster trumpeted "MISSING, PROBABLY KIDNAPPED: Linda McDougall, Nicole McDougall, Zoë McDougall and Jeannie McDougall", followed by their descriptions, photos and the promise of a 50,000-dollar reward for any information leading to their rescue. 'Shit, ' she repeated, hurrying into the restroom, her legs shaking from fear.She. Every old man, an adventure ... a REAL adventure."I remember when," is the 'Once upon a Time' of two centuries ago.Ask a kid today what they did last night..."World of Warcraft, Dude." or "Spent the night killing Nazis."Ask an old man what they did when they were teens."Snipe hunting." Snipe? What's a Snipe?" A two cent deposit bottle," and the story begins."This was before all that nonsense about littering." Friday nights, the working young men with payday in their pockets would be looking to. They all turned and began walking, the elevator door still a long waysaway down the hall as Timmy's head spun while he minced along clutchinghis purse. "Let the purse dangle from the straps. Limp wrists now,ladylike," Madge corrected."What. Have you forgotten your practice prissy!?" Madge hissed. "Slowersteps, mince. Head up, chest out and I'd better see you wiggle and I'dbetter hear those nylons of yours zip too, understand!?" she ordered."Mmmm. Such a prissy little lady Timmy. Or.