"yeah, i'm here, but they're all on loan to cher. let me get her on the phone," replies dr.phil, emerging from the shadows of the garage where he's been cowering. he flips open his cell and says "do you believe in love?" the voice activated phrase which he's programmed in to dial her digits. "cher? i need my goods back. the fonz has a hankerin for some leather" .... "no, no, no. not the tuscadero kind. he wants the tight fitting, bad-ass kind" ... "alright, alright, same thing, i get it. just ... *huffing sigh* ... we'll be over it a few minutes." he flips the phone closed. "road trip," he says. "who's comin?"

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Trees give peace to the souls of men * Nora Waln

The forest would be very quiet if no other birds sang than those who sing the best * Henry van Dyke

some fairly sordid tales, rambles, and anecdotes
Hypothetically Speaking * Something More * Cammy Interrupted * An Experimental Vacation * Masked * so..damn..hot * Thank You * My toy, his idea * no.19 Maple Lane * I Have A Surprise For You * Yesterday * In a Quiet Kitchen * help me decide * untitled prose * more untitled prose