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Howie's Doctor Told Him To Lose Ten Pounds, And Since Howie's Been On A Diet He's Gained Three.

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

I Don't Want My Readers Slowed Down By Long Passages Of Narrative.

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Go Figure That. Joseph Morelli With A House, A Dog, A Steady Job, And An Suv. And On Odd Days Of The Month He Woke Up Wanting To Marry Me. It Turns Out Want To Marry Him On Even Days Of The Month, So To Date We've Been Spared Commitment.