Cleats by Bill Hinds for May 23, 2005
May 22, 2005
May 24, 2005
Transcript:
Coach Tippit: I'm taking dinner to Georgiana. Want to come along? Edith: Coach cutie is milking that broken ankle for all it's worth. Coach Tippit: She didn't ask me to bring dinner. I'm surprising her. I'm taking her a pot of my famous G.I. stew. Edith: Your G.I. stew? And she can't run away? I'm in. I gotta see this.
