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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.

If I Let Her In I'm Doomed. It's Like Inviting A Vampire Into Your House. Once You've Invite Them In, That's It, You're Good As Dead!

And Then It Gets So Hot That They Keep The Supermarkets Too Cold. Hot, Cold. Hot, Cold. It Gives Me The Runs." Mr. Landowsky

Romance Novels Are Birthday Cake And Life Is Often Peanut Butter And Jelly. I Think Everyone Should Have Lots Of Delicious Romance Novels Lying Around For Those Times When The Peanut Butter Of Life Gets Stuck To The Roof Of Your Mouth.

I’ll Be Real Discreet,” Tank Said. As Discreet As A Six-foot-six, No-neck Guy Weighing Three Hundred And Fifty Pounds, All Dressed In Black Swat Clothes, With A Glock Holstered At His Side Could Be.