You Fainted," I Told Tank. "i Did

Happens To Me All The Time...people Are Always Underestimating My Dumbness.

I'm Telling You, It's Fu**ing Hard To Be Classy

He’s Sort Of A Homeless Horse,” I Said. “i’m Leaving For The Airport In Two Seconds, And I Won’t Be Back For A Couple Days. You Can Put The Horse In The Garage, But I Don’t Want That Horse In My Apartment.” “who Would Put A Horse In An Apartment? That’s Dumb.” “where’s The Horse Staying Now?” “my Apartment.” “i Can Always Count On You To Brighten My Day,” Ranger Said. And He Disconnected.

Were Really Screwed Up, Aren't We?" "in A Very Large Way.

Fine. Let Ranger Get Someone Else. Trust Me, You Don't Want To Be Out Looking For A Parking Place On Sloane In The Middle Of The Night." I Won't Have To Look For A Parking Place. Tank's Picking Me Up. Your Working With A Guy Name Tank? He's Big. Jesus, Morelli Said. I Had To Fall In Love With A Woman Who Works With A Guy Named Tank. You Love Me? Of Course I Love You. I Just Don't Want To Marry You.