I remained silent until Mom said, "Go ahead." Mrs. Pullik tried to kick Danny several times. He avoided her, and she eventually slipped and fell in th...e snow." Did he, or did he not, call me a "silly old bitch?" I noticed Dad cover his mouth."He did. Right after that, you assaulted him." Kicking at him is not assault." Did he hit you first?" Dad asked, "or at least try to?" He was a disrespectful little smartass. So is your son." You can't kick someone for being a smartass, Gertrude," Dad. He was only incredibly humiliated.Then his mom walked in."Pinky! You take those clothes off right now, and your bed sheets!" AAAAUUUHHHHH!" His schoolmates waiting for the bus and his sister Helena all mocked the trouble Pinky found himself in."I'm going to have to start diapering you huh!" His mother scolded him as he stripped. He knew not to disobey, or he'd be naked anyway. He looked up out his windows. He had a corner room of the house, with large windows he wasn't allowed to close.. He picked his size off the shelf, dropped them to the ground, kicked off his shoes and slid his stockinged feet into the gorgeous slides. Taking a few steps, the momentary relief to his feet was wonderful. They fit perfectly, felt great and looked excellent. He stood with his feet together and wiggled his pretty rose-pink colored toes.'I could wear these all day,' he thought to himself happily.Spring was here and he had a red sleeveless scoop neck dress with white and tan flowers at home that. .. it would be a tossup between Heart and ... Meatloaf. What do you think, Cuda?”“Tough, tough call. I kinda liked all your choices. With a couple of my favorite groups, I probably wouldn’t want to be asked to play a couple of their songs on the fly,” I cautiously said as I laid my trombone across my lap.“Okay, who are your three favorite groups, and who would be three you wouldn’t mind playing-by-ear, Mike?” Warren asked.“My three favorites would be Pink Floyd, Van Halen and Meatloaf, but I.