Fish and BB came out right after the guy in the truck sped away. They both had the cheesiest grins plastered on their faces and for some reason I got the idea that they must have had sex while they were in there. Probably got off on what they had done to me.
“Yo Fish.” Bertha called out, “Your uncle was just here. Say’s your to go home.”
“God, I wish he would go back to Kentucky!” Fish cried out to the heavens while shaking both fists high over his head.
“Kentucky?” I exclaimed.
Fish nodded, “Mom’s from Kentucky originally.”