Greg and Suzanne met due to a corkboard posting

Greg and Suzanne met due to a corkboard posting looking for a partner to share gas costs on a cross-country drive. Greg argued that because Suzanne was the one that was already

full after eating a big bowl of pinto beans, they wouldn't stop again for a few hours. Greg was in dangerous territory. Suzanne said, "Are you saying those beans made me look fat?"

Greg saw no way out of it & decided, for once, to be completely truthful. "No. I'm saying your fat makes you look fat." The room filled with the scent of digested beans. "That's

not right," screamed Annabell. "I'm not actually fat, I'm only big boned!" Greg rolled his eyes. "I'm done with you" he stated flatly. He walked out the door, and suddenly felt

know, he was in the sleaziest part of the red light district, where only the most degenerate & depraved dared to venture. He sang, "free at last!" Budget conscious pervs flocked

to really cheap peepshows. Basically, instead of separate rooms, the Budget conscious perves got separate sleeping bags in a room next to a prostitution room. They shared a mirror

Which showed each of their six heads. Head 1 said hello to Head 2. Then Head 2 did likewise with Head 3 ... until all heads had greeted each other. Then the feet repeated rituals

Foot 1 said hello to Foot 2 and.. "Wait!" you say. "Feet can't say hello!" Well you've got me there. Let's say the feet where wearing sock puppets. So Foot 2 said hello to Foot 3..

3 Feet? DEEP! I think we've found the end of the kiddie pool here, and the drain seems to be clogged with soggy socks. Someone call our cabana boy and have that seen to at once.