A startled man looked out the office window and then rushed for the door, but the boys were too quick for him. They were lying behind a wooden stringer in the lot before he even got near the door.

In the emergency of a shortage of cash the city resorted to a temporary issue of scrip called brownbacks.

The way I've always done this stunt is to grab my partner and jump us over together. It's absolute hell on my knees. I lean toward Brando and raise my eyebrows. “Yoink.” “Definite yoink,” he replies, equally inspired.

I […] preferred male company to female company for mostly untomboyish reasons.