“Go home,” the little reptile whispered in his ear, “Back to San Antonio, Home of the Love-Happy Texas girls – or you’ll end belly up dead.” But Wayne was chewing on another problem. His masculine inadequacies had driven May nuts so she had fainted…and he couldn’t swim….then there were the turtles – GIANT in his inadequate imagination….
“Go home,” the little reptile whispered in his ear, “Back to San Antonio, Home of the Love-Happy Texas girls – or you’ll end belly up dead.” But Wayne was chewing on another problem. His masculine inadequacies had driven May nuts so she had fainted…and he couldn’t swim….then there were the turtles – GIANT in his inadequate imagination….