I Play A Mean Harmonica

Fang," I Said, My Voice Breaking. "just Live, Okay? Live And Be Okay." With No Warning, I Leaned Down And Kissed His Mouth, Just Like That. "ow," He Said, Touching His Split Lip, Then He And I Stared At Each Other In Shock.

What's So Funny 'bout Peace, Love, And World Destruction?

It Gets So Tiring, This Strong-picking-on-the-weak Stuff. It Was The Story Of My Life -literally- And It Seemed To Be A Big Part Of The Outside World Too. I Was Sick Of It, Sick Of Guys Like These, Stupid And Bullying.

Angel Wanted Them All To Burn In H-e- Double Toothpicks Forever.

On The Other Hand, Even A Big, '80s Love Van Was Less Noticeable Than Six Flying Kids And Their Talking Dog. So There You Go.