Kendra-
This week, Hank endured Kendra in road trip-mode. Sorry Hank. She was excited by just about everything around them, foreign or not. “Those big balls…those uh…big balls…what are they called? Tumbleweaves?” and “Look! Jets! a UFO-jet!” were some of her best observations.
Oh, and occasionally she’ll start sentences with “I was just sitting there smoking a cigar…” Kendra was just sitting there smoking a cigar? Bet the ash gets stuck in her always-amusing food-catcher boobs, too.
On second thought (nope, actually Kendra requires no thought), it doesn’t take much to amuse Hank or herself; cricket cricket. Hank found spitting toothpaste into the same bottle as Kendra was especially romantic. Just wait until he sees her when she’s not trying to be refined.
They visited the official-sounding-but-maybe-not-quite-official Roswell Alien museum and this was Kendra’s special take on alien existence.
Kendra’s featured quote of the week: Oh, I, I, I totally believe that. I totally believe that there’s. Other life out there. It’s one hunder per-I. There is, y’know?
Ah! Gems of wisdom just fall from Kendra’s mouth.
While Kendra was away, Amber got nervous being home alone and unimportant friend, Brittany, took her to a shooting range. Unfortunately, Brittany got stuck in Amber’s killer boobs and suffocated. Amber learned that she had mad fire-arm skillz, taking them home with her. Minus an actual gun, of course. She felt much safer.
Nearing the end of the trip, Kendra had fun playing on a slide at Bedrock, “Wheeeeee!!! Ow!” Well, mostly. And then she mistook a small rock for the Grand Canyon. Eeehehehehe!
How can a reality show be based on such a poster girl for normality?
Mimi
