“Mitch was looking really good these days. Healthier. Stronger. Happier…except at this moment. He looked unusually cranky.”
“Look to nothing, not even for a moment except to reason.”
“To tell you the truth, sleepless nights are as unusual for me as sumo wrestlers who look good in berets.”
“No offence Mitch, but you look like s*****." "I feel like s****”
“The last thing Mitch really remembered was…being on top of Sissy. He’d had a split second of thinking, “Wow. This feels really good.”
“Isn’t it enough you have poor Mitch here playing against bears?” They all looked at “poor Mitch,” who seemed to be having the equivalent of an orgasm eating that slice of cherry pie.”