We had hired the players and held rehearsals and section rehearsals, so everyone was on the same page musically. It came time to name the band. I sugg...sted several and every time I opened my mouth the rest of the gang poo-poo’d it. I soon became aware that Ronnie was leading the revolt, they had already decided on a name for the band without my input or approval.They called us “The Paul O’Dell Band” (I know, fucking original!) and it featured me as the lead singer, Ronnie Cartright on. "Now then, Tomaso," Kevin said, returning to his own chair, pulling it up to the table and laying his hand on Paula's. "Tell us what Italian delicacies we are to be regaled with, sir!"Pulling the steam cart around, Tomaso opened it and removed a tray covered with tomatoes. "We begin with caprese, sir, the finest fresh tomatoes from the vine, covered with fresh mozzarella and sweet basil, then a light drizzling of olive oil, to tempt you and tease your palate with a hint of things to come."He. ”“Really?” I asked.“No talking ... more fighting,” Daddy said.“Charles!” momma exclaimed.“Shut up, Vera.”“But...”“Not another word, Vera. These two honyacks have been going at it in the backseat and I’m sick of it! Let them kill one another. I’m getting the shovel so as to bury the loser.”There were a lot of Germans in our neighborhood and a few Poles. The Germans called the Poles honyackers ... stupid ignorant factory workers without the sense to farm and make a profit. You could teach a. " "But you were about to start jerking off in a park." "About to." I took a seat next to him and crossed my legs at the ankles. He did the same. I glanced at his bulge. He wasn't at all interested in hiding it. "You never gave me your name last night." I mentioned. "Name's are not important." he answered. "If you're interested in socializing, they are very important." "So, you want to socialize with me? Is that why you want my name?" "This hard-to-get bullshit isn't amusing. I told you my.