We went dancing at the Elks in Newport Harbor and the music was OUTSTANDING. We danced until about 4:00 and then was heading for home when that fateful call from James came through…. “We are at the ranch!”. So we called the Burns and said join us!
The Elks have large flags!
Bunnaford attempts to levitate her drink
Tom is simply gabberflasted
Linda got the giggles
