Boy WillW
I never thought you were the kind of guy who would leave your poor wife and little Okie to have to fend for themselves in this cruel world!
(Hey Okie! Get back over here and put your sad hound dog face back on!
How the Hell am I supposed to convince ol' WillW to do the right thing when your over there letting the air out of his tires?)
Ah Hum......As I was saying,... Do the manly thing and take this sad little tyke home with you. He won't eat much. Oh, by the way, you might want to lock up your beer and Bourbon.