Clearly. Which reminds me, did I ever tell you about the time I lied and told Stacker I'd been a stripper?
This was when we were out in LA, we'd been dating...a month, I guess? Anyway, he found my cowboy hat. I was not out and proud about having redneck tendencies back then, and I panicked, and told him I used to be a stripper down at a club called Scandals and it was left over from that. I think it was another month after that when he found my Lynyrd Skynyrd CDs, and that was when I finally confessed, and of course he laughed his ass off.