The Cheerleader. The Girlfriend. The Brother. The Father. He took care of them all.
...Let Her Show You How Good It Feels To Be Bad!
The wrong seat number could mean you Die!
Who's there?
Back in 1957, sweet-talking W.W. lived in a '55 Olds, loved bubble gum, Errol Flynn, country music, fried chicken, robbing filling stations, and a girl named Dixie. Not necessarily in that order.
They're the Honiest Hometown Hussies You'll Ever Meet!
Their orders: LOVE your enemy . . . then KILL HIM!