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The following is a brief review of our last episode.

When I was young, all I wanted was for my white knight to ride up on his

charger.

But then I met the wildest boy of them all, Bubba King.

This is Paul Turner, one of the slick dicks that works over at Phoenix

the studio which I bought.

This joker works for me.

I'll be my honey pie.

Stop that, Dodd.

You are my sister's boyfriend, and you know Pepper doesn't like you coming down

here.

Boy, I love these female humans.

Oh, oh.

Mama ain't home, is she?

Doc, don't be such a pussy.

I love it, Mama.

It's really nuts here, Amanda.

Oh, so I bet you have Bubba right where you want him, hmm?

Father King.

He's incredible.

First he makes a waitress give him a blowjob under a table.

What was that?

Can you hear that, Paul?

Listen carefully.

Oh, that is the sound of W .W.

fucking my pussy.

Just the way you like to.

Boy,

you wait and see. I'm definitely getting a piece of that.

my mama said i should stay away from boys and follow my dream to become a

movie star

warren

oh warren darling

Lauren?

Well, I bet you'd like a little hat, huh, baby?

How about some nice, juicy Hollywood tits?

Not much of a talker, huh?

Oh, I can talk. I want those tits and that head.

Oh, my God.

Security, this is Amanda.

No, there is no one parked in my space.

It's Warren.

He's out, and he's running around the back lot.

Dark naked.

No, I don't want you to bring him here. Bring him home and put some clothes on

him, please.

Thank you.

Guess you can't bother me up here, then.

You bastard.

Yes?

I'm Martha Harry, and I had an appointment with Mr. Warren Wells.

The head of Phoenix Pictures.

That would be me.

You're Warren Wells?

Snow!

Snow's gone!

No,

the head of Phoenix Pictures.

I see.

Won't you have a seat?

So tell me, what would someone with the intriguing name of Marta Harry

want with me?

Well, you see, I'm a private investigator, and I have a big secret at

discretion.

I see.

And you work for... The agency.

The agency.

What would Warren want with a Seamus?

Yes, Miss Harry.

Well, thank you so much for coming.

Oh, yes.

Somehow, Amanda, you look out of place in that chair.

Oh, how very observant of you.

How did you know my name?

I just know.

You just know.

So then you're a keyhole peeper?

No, I'd like to consider myself as a mystery solver. A finder of lost things.

Really?

Well, let's see how good you are, dear.

Oh, I'm good.

Something in this office has come into close,

intimate contact with my body.

Find it.

Very well.

Definitely spent some couch time here.

I fed an object.

You're not a piece of furniture.

Cold.

Oh, very cold.

Perfectly. Yeah, well, I have been very busy lately, so I am

sure that my assistant Warren has made an appointment with you, and I just

couldn't remember the nature of the appointment.

Right.

So, um, I need a man surveilled. Mm -hmm. Two, actually.

Um, one's name is Bubba King.

Got his start in hazardous waste.

Mm -hmm. He owns a strip joint called Knockers.

Knockers.

In some small hick town.

And the other one?

Named Paul Turner.

Let's call him a stray lamb. Poor thing.

Actually works for the studio.

Your studio?

Yes. My studio, yeah.

And let me see. For Paul's sins, he was sent on a mission to Nebraska.

Something like that.

Anyway, listen, I need you to get close to the people who are close to Bubba

King.

His main squeeze is a blonde bimba by the name of Honey Harlow Potts.

And his boy Friday is a shyster named Milton.

No problemo.

Look,

what is it that you're doing?

Fuck you, darling.

Fabulous.

You see, no man or woman can resist me.

Is that right?

Mm -hmm.

That.

Well, why bother trying?

And I must warn you, I don't come cheap.

You owe me, darling.

Hmm.

Stick it in.

Thank you.

Good for you.

Oh, this is so depressing.

That's where I'm my wet pussy.

Cock.

Where's that cock?

Is that cock in there somewhere?

Yeah, that feels good.

spread my box

I'm looking at it. I'm looking at it. Oh, what a pussy.

What a pussy.

Oh.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

your boss.

I get to work.

There's a man named Baba King out there.

I thought you just cooked Bubba's books, Milton.

I didn't know you tended bar, too.

It's called job security, Paul.

Who's the dancer?

Alexis. You can call her H .O.

H .O.? Yep.

Hands off.

All girls belong to Bubba.

I thought honey was Bubba's main squeeze.

That all depends on your point of view.

Bubba's?

Honey's?

Right?

Hey, Paul, you just best be keeping your paws off the girls, especially honey.

um

Thank you.

Anybody a drink?

You've got real talent.

For what?

Head?

That's not what I said.

You mean my dancing?

Give me a break.

Who is this slick dick anyway?

Paul Turner.

Some big shot from Hollywood with Phoenix Pictures.

And I suppose Mr. Paul Turner.

You're here to make me a star.

Yeah, yeah, right.

No, I just want to suck your box until your nose bleeds and give you the fuck

a decade.

You interested or what?

Yeah, I'm interested.

I guess you really are from Hollywood.

Sorry.

Fresh out of pot.

I'm sure you'll find a place to stick it.

Funny guy.

Right, Alexis.

You're sweating all over this bar.

I think you need a shower.

Milton, don't you have some lawyer work to do?

Yeah, don't you have to swab the men's room or something?

Like that?

I'll get the picture.

May I join you?

Sure.

Paul. I wanted to apologize to you about the other night.

The other night?

Honey, why don't you show Paul what you got? Don't be ashamed.

Cut it out, Bubba. Oh, come on. I just want a little honey.

You shit.

Yeah, when I sort of had a titty in the dressing room.

After Bubba, well, I know he didn't mean to embarrass me in front of you.

Bubba just likes to tease me, that's all.

Honey, what are you doing in a place like this?

You have real talent.

You really think I do?

Of course.

I can help you.

Oh, you're so full of moose doo -doo. My specialty is public relations, but

often I'm asked to help guide an actress to stardom.

Oh, stardom.

Wow.

Here's what I'm going to do.

I'm staying here.

Oh, they have great prime rib there.

Well, I wouldn't know because I never eat alone.

What is it I remember?

Oh, it must be so lonely for you there by yourself.

Sometimes it is.

Um, well, it was really nice talking with you, Paul.

And I hope to talk to you again sometime soon.

paul you knew it was good for you wouldn't be passing out them business

around here

Oh, yeah.

Oh.

Man, you got to get some pussy soon.

This jacking off is getting old.

I heard you dial 911.

You got a fire down below?

You can go now.

Well, what do you think?

What's wrong now?

I was acting, and you didn't even notice.

Of course I noticed, honey.

You did?

Of course.

Good.

I'm getting in my birthday suit.

No, I was running up from Miss Delmahal.

My mama was right.

Men are no damn good.

me your phone off the hook.

It's me, your main man, Milton, Bubba.

Well, what is it? I'm busy here.

Sounds like you're in a goddamn tunnel, Bubba.

Let me just tell you something. You better keep a tight leash on that honey.

Somebody paying her?

No, let me just tell you something.

As your attorney, I need to advise you that you're a vulnerable where honey is

concerned. Remember, I got that company in her name, so the IRS.

know now the phone might be bugged now what do you want me to do look you just

better make sure no one else is getting into her panties and you don't piss her

off yeah yeah yeah i'll do that now i gotta get back to what i'm doing

Oh yeah.

Both of you in your lives.

I don't know who it is.

Honey, I just wish everybody was as happy as we are.

Get in. You got a right knee to do.

Didn't they tell you, Bubba?

I have a groin pull.

Groin pull?

You porked those two pro wrestlers back in Vegas last year.

I said I was sorry, didn't I? And it seems to me little Bubba G has been

damn frisky lately. And I don't like the way you embarrass me in front of Paul.

you

Oh, yeah.

Bye.

Oh.

Do you like the way it's tight?

Yeah, I do.

Do you like the way it's tightened around Bubba Jr.? Yeah, yeah, I like it

it's tight.

Because this is the last George I'm going to see of Honeypot.

This Honeypot's taking a break from Bubba Jr. for a day.

What?

You've got to believe.

Why not let honey join us?

Why don't you act like a couple of stars instead of a couple of whores, huh?

Forgive us, Mama, please. I forgive you. Hell, you two can't help it if you're

pretty as all get out. But like I told you since you've been in pigtails, stay

away from the boys.

Yes, Mama. Yes, Mama.

No.

God.

The adventures of honeypots continue.

You see, Milton, I'm very good at walking.

Can Milton show her a thing or two?

Okay, I'm going to slap it.

Yeah, slap your ass.

Does Bubba meet his match?

I'll marry you.

Well, thank you.

Mrs. Bubba King.

Mrs. Bubba King?

I'm going to rip your balls off and stab you down your throat like a couple of

hairpots. Do we

find out who this guy is?

This is a sample of my seed.