Whatever makes your balloon red, Swopes.

I have them a few minutes to absorb everything while I teased Ubie, who only had to recover from his near-death experience. I was so glad Reyes hadn't ripped him to shreds. I liked him much better un-shredded. Unlike, say, my preference for lettuce or heavy metal guitar solos.

Okay, I'll strip. I'll tap dance. I'll sing 'La Cucaracha' in C minor.

Man, I want to be someone's forbidden fruit." "Well, you are pretty fruity.

She looked at me, confused. “He hardly knew me. My parents dated and got married before we knew what happened. Let’s just say we were not brought into the loop on that decision.” “That’s weird. I wasn’t brought into the loop with my parents’ marriage either.” “Really? How old were you?” “Twelve months.” She giggled. “I can’t imagine why they didn’t ask your opinion.

Death comes to those who wait. And to those who don't. So either way.

I was just passing by. Saw the commotion. Figured you were involved.