Wylee, during a freak Arkansas blizzard (read 6 inches), wearing every stitch of clothing he owns, wondering when he got to Alaska... "Damn, it's cold!"
"This is the grossest beer I've ever tasted!" Wylee, the beer connieseur, criticizes the beer in one of the bars in New Orleans.
Wylee's so happy to be back home in New Orleans (he grew up in Metairie, right outside New Orleans), if only for a visit.
Wylee's so glad we took this trip!