It really killed the whole effect of the rest of the carefully decorated scene that had to have taken days to decorate.Well he does have kids, so I be... they had a lot more influence on him than he likes to admit.Nika summed it up well with, “Classic 20th century craftsmanship meets 21st century Chinese mail order.”Couldn’t have said anything near that eloquently.We barely made it up to the door before April, June and Blossom came pouring out of the house wearing robes over what appeared to be. " And this is Gus," injected Flo. "He's my husband's foreman. Arnie's out on the river checking some landings that got broken during the winter, but he said he'd be back by tonight."Flo signed the pad Rick was holding in his hand, and Gus grabbed Ginny's bag. "Thanks, Rick... I had a wonderful time!" shouted Ginny as they walked toward the jeep parked by the landing strip. Rick waved good-bye, and headed for the hangar for a rest before the long lonely trip back to Whitehorse."Well, what'ya. That a woman could consider this to be the best of her options was a sad commentary on what had once been a proud country."He's right," Sue Ellen said thinking she'd never really heard anyone put the choices that succinctly."I hate to admit it, but you're right," Dave said. "I just don't like it." I know you don't," Andrew said."Can't you hire her to work around the office?"Andrew said, "I've already hired someone." Who?" Sue Ellen asked."Ken Davenport. He's a programmer," Andrew said.He had. I felt so judged by everyone, but then it clicked. They don't care. I realized then what my issues were. I had no problem enjoying another man, I just felt like everyone else did. I was holding myself to the jokes of my youth. Calling each other gay as an insult. Telling another guy to suck my cock was degrading to them. It was all bullshit. Adam said it, "It's no big deal, it's college, it doesn't matter so long as you enjoy it". I snapped back to our conversation and told him yes, with a sly.