Her name is Angela, though she’s no angel. Dad, I can’t believe she replenishes us.

“A cat purring on your lap while you sip hot tea, is there anything better? Oh, …”

“A brick could be used to stop the tears. The inside of my jeans’ pockets look s…”

“I ought to fire one of my two employees into the other one’s asshole.”

“The ultimate dead end is murder. My house is on a dead-end street, and it’s kil…”