Men!" I Said. "you All A Bunch

You've Been Busy Using Your Breaking And Entering Skills," I Said. "i Just Enter. I Don't Usually Break." "you Broke Down Pitch's Door." "lost My Temper." -ranger And Stephanie

I Could Use Some Help With An Fta. What's Your Problem? He's Old, And I'll Look Like A Loser If I Shoot Him.

Ranger Cradled My Face In His Hands, Using His Thumbs To Wipe The Tears From My Eyes. "the Ceremony Is Over. Can You Make It Back To The Car?" I Nodded. "i'm Okay Now. Am I Red And Blotchy From Crying?" "yes," Ranger Said, Brushing A Kiss Across My Forehead. "i Love You Anyway." "there's All Kinds Of Love," I Said. Ranger Took Me By The Hand And Led Me Back To The Suv. "this Is The Kind That Doesn't Call For A Ring. But A Condom Might Come In Handy." "that's Not Love," I Told Him. "that's Lust.

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

Bob Had A Dog Buscuit Stuck To His Head. "how Does He Always Get Food Stuck To Him?" I Asked Morelli. "i Don't Know," Morelli Said. "it's A Bob Mystery. I Think Stuff Falls Out Of His Mouth And He Rolls In It. I'm Not Sure." -morelli And Stephanie