Since I Write In First Person And

If God Had Wanted Me To Lose Weight He Would Have Made Sure There Was Creamed Spinach For Dessert.

I Was Waiting For My Body Receipt When Morelli Walked In. He Nodded To Ranger And Grinned At Me In My Whiteness. “i Was At My Desk, And Mickey Told Me I Had To Come Out To Take A Look,” Morelli Said. “it’s Floor,” I Told Him. “i Can See That. If We Add Some Milk And Eggs, We Can Turn You Into A Cake.

That's One Of The Things I Like About Mary Lou. She's Willing To Believe The Worst About Anyone.

It Wasn't Exactly That Lula Was Fat. It Was More That She Was Too Short For Her Weight." - Stephanie Plum

What Are You Doing Back At The Bakery?” I Asked [diesel]. “did You Know Wulf Was Here?” “no. I Knew Food Was Here.