I Stuck My Tongue Out At Him

The Dancers Finished Thier Set, And One Immediately Strolled Over To Our Table And Straddled Ranger. Want A Private Party?" She Asked. Not Tonight," Ranger Said. He Handed Her A Twenty, And She Left. What About The Cat-feeding Theory?" I Asked Him. Out The Window.

I Failed Math Twice, Never Fully Grasping Probability Theory. I Mean, First Off, Who Cares If You Pick A Black Ball Or A White Ball Out Of The Bag? And Second, If You’re Bent Over About The Color, Don’t Leave It To Chance. Look In The Damn Bag And Pick The Color You Want.

Either Get Out Of Bed Or Else Take Your Clothes Off," He Said. "i'm Not In The Mood To Compromise.

I Was Going To Go To Church, But I Decided To Get Doughnuts Instead.

There’s Always Tomorrow.” “exactly,” She Said, Finishing Off Her First Doughnut, Selecting A Second. Maybe She Wouldn’t Starve To Death, She Decided. Maybe She’d Eat Herself Into Obesity And Explode. Death By Doughnut.