"...And Lord shakin, even then was dumpt into some icy font, like some great stinky unclean..."The shrieking voice slid into meaningless confusion aga...n, amid the roaring 'pocketa-pocketa-pocketa'. With a single heave, the smelly giant monster threw the great stone lid against the wall facing the sea, where it blew apart into dust. A grand, crashing, terrible noise that shuddered and screamed like a freight train."...Wrapped in mah mongrel wings, ah nearly freeze in the howlin wind and drivin. "No," I replied sadly, realising my good fortune to have such a large and closely knit family.The journey back seemed to take half the time it did going."Do you want to come in?" I asked as I pulled up outside the house."No, I'd better go ... Shit."Jenny sprinted out of the house. "I've made some food. I thought you might both be hungry."Vanessa sheepishly accepted the invitation and we found a neat buffet set out on the kitchen worktop."Just grab what you like. What you don't eat will only get. "I'm not trying." He tried to pull away. "Please, I'm so ashamed." "You sit still and I'll judge if you have anything to be ashamed of." She fixed a smile on her face -- no telling how small he was -- and yanked down his underwear, expecting a pair or two of sports socks to drop into her lap. But no socks dropped only her jaw. Instead, a twelve-inch schlong unfurled out like a great giraffe and peered down at her eagerly with its one great eye. Ms. Jones goggled. Pay dirt! "I know," said Vito. Then, before she even had achance to respond, I said, "Bye," and rushed back out the door."Weird girl," I heard my roommate say from behind me.I felt a little nervous, walking across campus by myself, especiallyafter the way I'd been ambushed a couple weeks ago. There were a lot ofpeople on campus who didn't like me, for one reason or another, whichmeant that there was a good chance of it happening again. I had goodreason to be worried. However, whether I liked it or not, I was theWhite.