“He dropped his pants and went at it looking like Winnie-the-Pooh in his red polo shirt.”

“I felt like Winnie the Pooh trying to squeeze into the honey tree.”

“Donnelley was lifting his shirt away from the torn flesh in his side. He was cranked around, trying to assess the damage in the muck-spotted mirror. To Vero, he looked like an expressionist painting in which all the objects were the same color of too-vivid red: the shirt, the hands holding the shirt, the belt bassing through pant loops. At the center of it all was the thing that corrupted its surroundings with its own gruesome color - a wound.”

“It does not in any way, shape, or form resemble Winnie the Pooh.”

“Byron says he won't go there. He give Kenny and Joey a story about "Wool Pooh," the supposed evil twin of Winnie-the-Pooh. They believe him, but Kenny still wants to go.”

“He removed his unvaluable valuables and dumped his shirt, pants, and skivvies into a letter slot.”