Oru naal nal iravu 12 irukum, appozhuthu anni annan udan oothukondu irunthaal aval ithu naal varai ookum pozhuthu satham potathu ilai. Aanal indru ven...um endre en kaathi vizhuvathu pola haaaaaa haaaaaaa haaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaa haaaaa endru kathi munarinaal. Avalin munaral en manathil oru kama ennathai vara vaithathu.Avargal thinamum iravu oopargal, anni vendum endre en thukathai kalaithaal athanaal ena seivathu endru theriyaamal irunthen. Annan velaiku kilambinaar naan veetil tv paarthukondu. These are the arms I am going to die in.Emma's StoryMomma Donnie was always such fun to be around. Even without telempathy we could always tease Daddy unmercifully, always in synch, never breaking stride.I've known all my life that Momma Dee Dee is my birth mother. But I don't believe that I ever heard the subject discussed in our household in fifty years. Both Donnie and Dee Dee were our mothers, regardless of who we popped out of. That's the way it always was. We had two mothers.And now we. "We heard you last night, and it sounded awesome" said Anita. I knew Paula was loud but I didn't think she was that loud. Turns out Anita's parents had a baby monitor in the room for when her nephews slept over, they turned it on for kicks. "It was" said Paula, "but then John fell asleep with his head on my thigh. He never even got off" Working on that now" said Jules to the laughter of the others.I had had a threeway before, but this was shaping up to be a fourway. I asked Jules to turn. We chucked the corpse over the side — you want us to bury the fuck or what? Here? — and I got to ride top in his place. Which meant I got to join the other pair on the roof of the truck, scanning the 'horizon' — we couldn't see fuck for dust — and longing for the chance to unload the LMGs at anything that moved.Roof being pretty slippy with all that blood didn't improve anyone's mood.Next kill — well, we got a couple of hours grace, you know. Grace, on account of us being Good. Landie #1 — up.