"Damn I'm so pissed," he said, "look at this. SIX hickeys. I mean seriously. That girl was cool, but that was pretty nuts."

I don't reply, my faculties firmly engrossed in the act keeping my Honda Civic from willfully ramming itself into, I don' t  know, a minivan full of retarted children, unless you count "steely, acrid silence" and "choking the ( Read more... )