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All is lost!
Pedinska has fallen for a sailor who eyes her ponderous things (thongs) and toes.
The Mad Chezk does the hornpipe at Capt. Tony's Saloon and brassieres fly through the air - photos to follow.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch...love is probably lost not to be found again.
Damn those O'dark Hunnert cab rides to meet TSA peoples.
Rolling Thighs Thunder and the Long Bihn Jail hears mourning.