She wanted more, more slang, more figures of speech, the bee's knees, the cats pajamas, horse of a different color, dog-tired, she wanted to talk like she was born here, like she never came from anywhere else

...Clarissa is still sometimes shocked, more than thirty years later to realize that it was happiness; that the entire experience lay in a kiss and a walk. The anticipation of dinner and a book.

She was the one, I decided, who would guide me into the vortex of the cliche.

This is the big one! You hear that, Elizabeth? I&#39;m coming to join ya, honey!

Written By Redd Foxx

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