texts: Who's dead? </s> <s> My mother-in-law.  Fire engines, pulmotors, doctors, cops, coroners-- </s> <s> What happened?
labels: Well--I walked up to the front door. I was still alive.  Big surprise. I rang the doorbell, and old Mrs. Wheeler answered.  She had her Goddamn knitting.  I said, "Guess who?" She conked right out.