The main thing was to get on a game show as soon as possible.
You’d be amazed what money can do, “and who,” Marvin added,
as he stepped inside the mouth. The lights weren’t joking, the frivolity
was congealing, and good times were just ahead, getting tan.
The cost depended on the cast, the cast depended on who was doing
the director, and it was best to just get on with things. Haul ass!
Carla didn’t want to go inside the abandoned bikini factory.
“We’ll be late for ‘Kitchen Nightmares,’” she said, …