Haven't heard from your favorite scammer lately? Don't worry, she's around. Pay a visit to The Pony Snake, the Manor's seediest after-hours pick-up bar (where it's always booty o'clock, dont'ya know) and you may catch sight of her. Yes, it's true, Joanne The Scammer has long lived at Peckerwood Manor, though she's seldom seen during the day. At night, she can be spotted stealthily making her way through assorted Manor bars, private parties and debauched shindigs. Be advised: the Manor assumes no responsibility for your belongings or valuables. Did Joanne make off with your lovey's jewels? Or your wallet? Who can say? Glamorous, blond Caucasian girls are tricky. What's that? Your Bentley's missing? My, but I do hope you have insurance. And remember, if she leans into you and coos, "Nice shoes. Wanna fuck?" she's not just looking for a smash and dash, but a good ol' loot and scoot. You have been warned.
