Insanity does NOT run in my family. It strolls through, takes it's time, and gets to know everyone personally - T-Shirt

Mistakes were made. Others were blamed.

He seemed determines, his resolve unwavering. This would take tact. Prudence. Possible Milk Duds.

In a moment of sheer terror, I realized I couldn't feel my brain. It was there just a minute ago. Maybe I really was dead. "Do I look dead to you?

He bombarded me with words, of all things, apparently clueless to the fact that the predawn hours rendered me incapable of coherent thought.

See you in a few. Hold down the fort, Mr. Wong!

You rented the apartment with a dead guy in the corner?” I shrugged. “I wanted the apartment, and I figured I could cover him up with a bookcase or something.