I turned to Jenny, "Make sure I can get the truck out!" I said.Lorrie was standing there with tears in her eyes, ready to lose it."Get more clothes on... you; ride with Jen" I said to her.She was gone in a flash.I ran into the bedroom and stuck my head under the cold shower to calm me down, then a quick dry. Panties, tee shirt, socks, vest, pants shirt with the fixings, shoes and the officer's tool belt and gun. Four and a half minutes and I was on my way out the door.I passed Jen on the steps -. One thing about having a Chinese meal is you should always allow plenty of time – there’s often lots of courses with long waits between them and it was two hours later before we were ensconced in a town centre pub – one that I instantly recognised as the Wetherspoon’s establishment we’d visited the night of Lisa’s farewell. We had a few drinks and Liz decided she fancied going clubbing – not to the clubs that her & Lisa used to frequent when ‘out on the pull’ but an indie club called the. I opened the door widely and she entered into my flat. I kept the door opened but she told me to close the door. I asked her about the aim of her coming and she show me the things which was she holding in her hand. I saw that the things were some parts of a machine and she told me to unite the parts. I asked about the parts and she told me that the parts were of a grinding machine and she had detached the parts to clean the machine but she couldn’t unite them again.The complexity was that, the. Then it was proposed that a solution was had.A few liked it, but really it was bad.A war would be declared the lines would be drawn,and it would begin six minutes past dawn.On one side the women would fight,and on the other the men at mornings light.Oh what a terrible thing to have happen.My party plans it surely would dampen.Why couldn't they simply get a long?Why must war be their song?Well I'll tell you why, and you listen good.This must be understood. You see these people are buffoonswith.