“We did sixty-nine that night. Larry went on top so he didn’t get squished. He’s really good at sucking dick. I wondered if he’d got exams in that too.”

“I told him. We got a library here. Got plenty of good books, too. -Larry Brown, Dirty Work”

“Maybe he’s got a nicotine crave on. That must really suck: being a zombie who can’t get a smoke”

“I got more than I bargained for with him, too. Much more. I know he’s completely different now, but he was really nice and funny when he was human. But apparently his manners didn’t survive the transition.” Marc smiled. “Yeah, well , yours didn’t survive puberty, so you can’t really talk.”

“Larry said that Michelangelo was a poof, so I wondered why he’d sculpted a guy with a really tiny cock. But I know when you go to old houses, the doorways are much smaller, ’cause people were shorter then, so maybe cocks were smaller too. It makes me glad I wasn’t born a few centuries ago.”

“Hey, Dad, you’ve got to taste what we just did. It’s actually good. (Omari)That is good. What did you two do? (Devyn)No idea. We just added spices until it didn’t suck anymore. (Omari)”