Mothers lock up your monstrously tall, Amazonian, model type daughters, Leroy's on the prowl. And by prowl, I mean he basically looks like a deranged serial killer. The poor guy; he musters up whatever quantum of self esteem he has left after being belittled all day by Loretta and his work life in an attempt to look somewhat sharp, and falls flat on his gigantic, misshapen face. Loretta almost doesn't even have to go through the rigmarole of her standard setup and punchline; Leroy does a pretty good job on his own. Also, relative to everyone else in the room, doesn't Leroy's floozy appear to be a bit under dressed for the occasion? I guess if you're a freakish caricature of a man's ideal woman you can pull off the hot pink crop top and capri jeans look at what looks like a funeral reception. The point still goes to Loretta.Official Count:
Leroy - 29
Loretta - 40
Push - 38
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