Just a Couple of Girls Trying to FulFill Their Potentials or Happy International Womens Day, Part II

Parents of an alleged teenage bank robbing duo said on national television this week they couldn' t comprehend how their daughters could have giggled behind fashionable sunglasses as they robbed a Bank of America branch last week.

There also was shock at Shooter Alley, a nude dance club outside Atlanta, where co-workers say Ashley Miller and Heather Johnston, both 19, worked the afternoon shift.

"I would have never thought...ever," said a 26-year-old dancer, "Dream," who says she worked with Miller -- stage name "Adrienne" -- and Johnston -- "Charlie" -- for at least two months.

"Charlie was always smiling, just a sweetheart. She just said she played tennis in high school. We talked about kids, relationships, never nothing about criminal stuff."

"Charlie was just innocent looking. She could make you laugh just by watching her dance. She could just look at you, stick her tongue out; it was funny, being kiddie."

On March 2, Chastang, Miller and Johnston led police on a short car chase not far from Six Flags amusement park outside of Atlanta and were apprehended. According to arrest warrants, police found marijuana in the car and ecstasy pills on Miller. . . .

The girl's mother, Joy Miller, rejected the allegation that her daughter is involved with drugs. "She is taking the blame for the boy who has the drugs, 'cause she's a sweet girl with a big heart."

... who, like most girls her age, strips during the afternoons and robs the occasional bank on her days off.

Once again, when you get arrested, let mom do the talking. Mom'll defend you against anything.

Apropos of nothing, why is it that no one ever invites me along when the teenaged strippers are smoking pot, taking ecstasy, and throwing their ill-gotten booty around? Are you people under the impression that I can't keep a secret? Because I totally can. . . Okay, I can't. But you know what prevents a man from calling the authorities? Ecstasy and lap dances. And I'm a sucker for both. So, next time you're pharmaceutically horny and on a spending spree, you know, holler!

I'll call in sick to work.