A volleyball squad hit the ball back and forth, occassionally spiking it into the face of someone dressed up to look like Jerry Fallwell.
Wait, women have their own bars? Pretty soon they'll be wanting their own jobs and the right to vote I imagine. Sheesh.
Jess was appreciative of all the pins she acquired, but she wasn't sure it was necessary for all those women to sensually touch her skirt to "make sure the pin was fastened." But she wasn't complaining either.
