"Your problem, Godai, is that you're a wuss," said Sakamoto 

cheerfully,

oblivious to the struggle going on behind him.  "You're a nice wuss,
sure.  In fact, you're a wuss that I'm proud to call my friend.  But
you're still a wuss.  And you ain't gonna make it with Kyoko by bein' a
wuss.  It ain't happenin'."
	Yusaku lowered his arms.  He didn't feel like a wuss.  He felt . . .
different.  Better.  He felt . . .
	"S - S - SMOKIN'!"

I like this one! Maybe someone will write it.

Phil

prohackr@hotmail.com


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