"And 22 Main Street," he said. "If you do bar and restaurant design, I could give you a reference."She shook her head. "The Leibowicz place?"Scott too...k the key ring from his pocket and showed her the building key. "Should I ask you about your design philosophy, or would you like to take a look?"That started the architect talking about what clearly was her passion. She spoke about the use of light and space, form versus function, using her hands to describe concepts. He listened as she spun a. "How did you like the party?" Sue asked me."It was OK," I replied"OK? You were smashed trying to take shots with Ted. God, I hare thatguy."I was curious as to what had transpired to make Sue dislike Ted. He wasalways bragging and embellishing but there was no doubt in my mind thathe had a way with the ladies. I wondered if he had tried something onSue. I was reminded of Ted's story and still had those tablets in hand.Sue left and I helped Jackie clear up. Then I got the idea. There wasjust a. She was distraught, of course, and screamed for Sam and Jason right away."Mindy must be pregnant! We must release her from the coffin. It would kill her and the baby if she stayed in there until she gave birth!"Ethel's desperate cry for help at first landed on deaf ears, as the thought of losing their dumpster did not sit well, especially after Jason had adjusted the commode so that Mindy could now clean their arses of any shit left around it with her tongue, and her mother's cunt, thus saving. I had even given Buster a bath. He wanted to know what he had done to deserve such painful abuse. Buster is big, stupid and smelly and the best dog in the world. I got him from the pound seven years ago. He looks like the hound from hell. But he is as sweet tempered and loving as any dog, EVER. He is also just as shy and unforthcoming as I am.He’s mostly Labrador with a touch of some bigger and rangier dog, like an American Bulldog. There was also what might have been Shar-Pei in him, since he.