Saturday, May 21st - Breakfast at Alice's

[Fairlaner]

Sam you could always come and meet us at the Motel!!!!!!!!!!

R

 

[Further]

Heck, since I've never meet any of you before, at least I know I don't owe anyone money.

Hang on there, Chris. My records show that, well, ....tell you what......we'll square up at breakfast.

You must be thinkin' of my evil twin, Kris with a "K". Mom kicked him outta the crib when he was caught strangling the cat, and he's been randomly wreaking fits of revenge upon me ever since. He's replicated my bike too, to better disguise his shenanigans, but he has "love" and "hate" tattooed on his knuckles. That's how you'll know him.