If You Want To Cry, You're Not

It's The Twenty-first Century." I Told Tank. "women Drive." "only In My Bed," Tank Said. "never In My Car.

Cupcake , You've Been Breaking My Heart For As Long As I've Known You

Sorry About Bender," Lula Said, Letting The Trans Am Idle At The Curb. "maybe We Could Tell Vinnie He Died. We Could Say We Were All Set To Bring Bender In, And He Died. Bang. Dead As A Doorknob." "better Yet, Why Don't We Just Go Back And Kill Him," I Said. I Opened The Door To Leave, Caught My Toe In The Floor Mat, And Fell Out Of The Car, Face First. I Rolled Onto My Back And Stared Up At The Stars. "i'm Fine," I Said To Lula. "maybe I'll Sleep Here Tonight.

Almost Everybody I Know Has Died,” Grandma Said. “bunch Of Wimps.

Lula's Borderline Too Much Of A Good Thing In Lots Of Ways. It Isn't Exactly That Lula Is Fat; It's More That She's Too Short For Her Weight And Her Clothes Are Too Small For The Volume Of Flesh She Carries.