Poor Joe will be spending the summber of 07 in Miami with his thong, binoculars and dick in hand.

Had Joe not become an avid bike he would never have discovered the cure for testicular cancer. With Joe's cure you just hold it in you mouth (if you moved it around it is considered a blow job).

Joe continues to provide baby sitting service for Mr. Mersman on the ride to and from White Pines. They carry a full supply of Camels and 2 bottles of "I can't belive its not Body Butter". Along with a stretchy cargo net.

Another rookie, nobody knows or cares. Joe is an avid biker, don't know what this has to do with anything but he probably has a stipid lookin helmet. He may need it at the debacle, it kinda looks like the head on a penis.