Let's tell a story four words at a time (Part 1)

in terikyaki sauce. Naturally,

this cleared the court.

"You know what else

happened that fateful day?

Gallons of Crunchy Weasel

-flavored tortilla chips rained

down upon Mrs. McReady’s

meth lab," said Carlos.

"And I for one

find them to be

absolutely effing delicious!" Suddenly

the heavens opened up

with a torrent of

profanity and recriminations that

brought the house down

and left me weeping.

I’m sure you agree

that 'tis better to

have loved and lost

than to totally eviscerate