'It's crying in my heart like it's raining

'It's crying in my heart like it's raining on the town'

Brad the yard man felt awkward, then said, "I know what you mean, Mrs. Crittenden. My head is burning like it's the egg of a phoenix." The world was still and cool and dry. Mrs.

Crittenden dragged on her cigarette. She'd heard this kind of idle tripe from neighborhood boys before. Mrs. Crittenden looked at him, she wondered if he'd go "the distance."

She decided to test him. Mrs. Crittenden got up from the stoop & circled around him. Blew smoke in his face.He stood still. "You think you got what it takes, kid?" she hissed. "Yo

yo yo, I don't think so!" Her hip-hop tactic was clever and effective. I felt insecure, and somewhat effeminate. But my grandfather's angry voice invaded my mind once again. "Hey

sonny boy!" it said. "Don't let her sw swii swiindle ya oua some hooey!" I could here the wind whistling between his remaining teeth as berated me. i said to her "Princum Prancum?"

His remaining teeth grew wings and flew out of his mouth. They didn't even say goodbye! Within 3 seconds they had vanished. He called Dr. Quark about dentures and they were ordered

darn SEXY! Lithuanians were super attracted to evil flying dentures, one sight of it and they'd run towards them not realizing they were bombs, and then when they tried any pick u-

-p line they could think of, BLOOEY! -they blew up in their faces. The Lithuanians were warned to look away from the dentures, but it was not in their passionate nature. Sad.