When it comes to cantakerous, crusty cowboys, it's hard to beat old D-R.
Granthum P. Hooker puts the moves on a Heatwave barmaid.
It's also hard to beat the Queen of Country Swing when she and her best friend, are on a case.
"Donna Jean, there's something fishy about all the cash in this hatbox."
On the other hand, you could probably beat the entertainment value at a certain watering hole they all frequent.
Heatwave Come Ons
Perhaps that's part of the reason the place is being bulldozed to make way for condos.
Well, that, and the fact that everything in that damn strip went off a cliff, forty-some years ago.
The Doper Roper on Shamrock
in a cliff hanger, circa 1976
In spite of all the evidence to the contrary, it appears some old hippie cartoonist is going to go back there one more time, even though everyone he is married to tells him it is a total waste of time and money.
Last call at the Heatwave Cafe.
If we're lucky, you may still run into the Queen of Country Swing. She's older, but wiser now.
Honkytonk Sue gets real, again.
The Last Fandango at The Heatwave Cafe
Coming too soon to a Magazomic near you.
"This whole idea is totally lame."
—Kathy Sue Radina
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