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Grandma Mazur Stood Two Feet Back From My Mother. "i Gotta Get Me A Pair If Those," She Said, Eyeballing My Shorts. "i've Still Got Pretty Good Legs, You Know." She Raised Her Skirt And Looked Down At Her Knees. "what Do You Think? You Think I'd Look Good In Them Biker Things?" Grandma Mazur Had Knees Like Doorknobs.

Arson Is A Respected Profession Among Certain Subcultures In Jersey, And The Good Ones Don't Get Caught. The Good Ones Channel Lightning And Mysterious Acts Of Spontaneous Combustion.

I Had An Alarm, I Had Nerve Gas, I Had A Yogurt. What More Could Anyone Want?

Omigod,' I Said On A Sudden Flash Of Sleep-deprived Insight. 'you're The Big Bad Wolf.' There Are Some Similarities.

You Can Get Through Very Serious And Sometimes Horrible And Sometimes Embarrassing And Very Awkward Situations With Humor. It Gives Us A Way Out.