ROOMMATES IN THE MECHANIC’S SHOP“Just look at us. This thing has broken down in the middle of nowhere. The town doesn’t even have a name. What kind of name is “La?” La what? La Louisiana?”
“Shut your ass up and take off your shirt like me?”
“How is taking my shirt off going to do anything for the car?”
“It’ll get niggas to stop and help.”
“I will do no such thing. I do not want my body devoured by ravenous eyes. I’m not like you.”
“I ought to make your ass stand in the road in your bikini drawers.”
“Why don’t you stand out there in your birthday suit? Pretend it’s the club. Perhaps you could earn us a few dollars for a bus ticket back home.”
“I made some good money in the back of a bus once.”
“Spare me the gory details. Here comes a tow truck. My silent prayers to Jesus have been a
