Ranger has a reputation problem. Ne'er-do-wells, liars, lunatics, slackers, misfits, all are welcome. None are turned away. It is a big tent kind of workout. That's why Pops was invited as senior citizen guest Q; site operator Biggest Bulge is an equal opportunity employer. Early highlights: Cindy appeared and immediately fell to the sick, lame, and lazy bus; Nabisco, late for his own Asian massage, was late again, missed the starting gun, and massaged himself. Visitors: Young, virile, intern G-Max goes back to UNC so his tour of duty at Ranger ended today. He will not be the same when back to leftist mind control enthusiasts. Aptly named Motel6, visiting from Memphis, who builds hotels, held his own at his first Ranger panties party. Motel6 promised to return. The usuals at Ranger are always a sight to behold, like an IMAX run-fast experience. Lots of noise, lots of beating feet, lots of heavy breathing, some useful amount of vulgarity, a smidge of misogyny, and general hating. Genitals are mentioned often. No quarter asked, no quarter given. There's not a lot of (or perhaps no) room at Ranger for feelings, expressions of feelings, considerations of others' feelings, musing about feelings lost. Nope. Nothing. Give your feelings to your dog. Highlights: There was a lot of groin-grabbing noted by several. The return of 'Roid was also noted. Swiper and Gitmo without Cindy is like Peter and Paul but no Mary. Not the same harmony. Mr. Bo, Ceviche, et al, they are session musicians to the craziness. And lastly, some (the smarter ones) attended coffee-teria at CotsBux, where they met and sat with attendees of the coed workout known as Atlas. That is all.
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