V.B.

We better hurry up, Water Witch. My cousins are due back any second, and the campers are due back within the hour.

Hey, it's not my fault you need sex five times a day. It's not my fault Hutch the Handyman ain't around.

And it's not my fault we're hanging out in this lodge lobby here. Don't you have a room we can go to or something?

Stupid! I spent all morning making and cleaning the bunks. Uncle Bong Water'd kill me if I messed anything up.

You better not come on my face either or your Water Witching days are history and you'll be Coyote Chow around here.