Chapter 33

• "Hey, kids," I chastised. "Don't yuck someone else's yum."
• "That someone else needs to you-know-what, you-know-where." He looked at me sternly. "I'd say all the words, but the potty-word police are in the vicinity." He jerked his head toward Gravity.
• After they'd finally taken out all of the pineapple off of the pizza, Flinn plopped two enormous slices on plates and made himself a cup of "grown-up juice" (a.k.a. beer) and apple juice for Grav.