Fallout (Crank 3)

Nikki’s right. Totally predictable.

PREDICTABLE OR NOT

I’ve always kind

of enjoyed the whole

“it’s beginning to look

a lot like Christmas”

spiel. The parade

serves as a kickoff

to a month of “loving

each other so Santa will

come” kind of feelings.

Christmas should be

all year. Only, then

we’d go broke. Never

mind. Actually, this year

I have a little spending

cash. Think I’ll get

Nikki something

really special. Jewelry,

maybe. Or better (for me),

lingerie. Maybe I’ll ask

Montana’s opinion.

There she is, setting up

the mics. Women who

aren’t afraid of work rock.

Especially when it would

be my work otherwise.

THE PARADE BEGINS

At ten on the dot. I’ve been

practicing my announcer banter.