`` yes , '' i replied as he walked into the living room , guitar case in hand . tendrils of smoke rose from the holes in his gloves . they 're holding harry 0is body , and the police refuse to release it . so ... '' his mother looked off and frowned . `` so , i thought it might be helpful if we went around the table and told our stories . '' strip me when i was unconscious and get my dick to stand up on its own ? all the cards are face up on the table with him . 