The ladies of 1977 move into Bud and Jeff’s neighborhood and we learn that life is ALWAYS about your point of view.

In the day, I used my 200mm telephoto lens on my 35mm camera much in the way Jeff uses his binoculars; to watch pretty women from a far. In the last apartment building I lived in there were a pair of young beauties that use to lay out in the sun in their bikinis and EVERY single guy in the complex use to make excuses to walk by them… except me. I just got out the trusty telephoto and watched happily. Even told my roommate I was bird watching… which in England would have been true! Another story behind 1977… and no, I’m not a pervert, I was just being creative! 🙂

And what about the “I” before “E” except after “C” bullshit? Einstein has wrong in his name TWICE…