“It was not really Saturday night, at least it may have been, for they had long lost count of the days; but always if they wanted to do anything special they said this was Saturday night, and then they did it.”
“They have long lost count of the days, but always if they want to do anything special they say this is saturday night, and then they do it. ”
“A long, slow kiss. With mouths open. Teeth knocking. Tongues tangling. The kind my brother Marsh used to call a Saturday Night Special. ”
“It rained all that night. The next day was Saturday, the Fourth of July.”
“My Saturday Night. My Saturday night is like a microwave burrito. Very tough to ruin something that starts out so bad to begin with.”
“Different cocktails for different Saturday nights.”