 long after Lionel had visited it--and gave Lionel a whole new appreciation for the old phrase, 'when the shit hits the fan.' Lionel, who was on Primary Lane Two, thought he saw the building shake just slightly at the very same moment when he clearly heard what was actually Tony Rivera's explosive laughter but which jumpy Lionel had a flashback and thought was an incoming mortar round. Terrorists! It shook Lionel up enough that he quickly slammed shut the door to the primary booth and crouched down inside. Being caught in the spewing after effects of an exploding outhouse once was all that he ever cared to experience. Though in his reactive haste he did not pause to mentally peruse the details of just how that would work in his current location.

Jumpy Lionel's reaction inside the inspectional booth immediately got the attention of Eduardo 'Fast Eddie' Contreras, the very same Fast Eddie who was the blackjack dealer at the nearby Indian casino who regularly cleaned out the gambling CBP officers. Which didn't win him any friends among the border officers and made each trip across the border a potentially nasty experience and therefore such crossings always stressful. Contreras had just driven up to Lionel Basworth's primary booth in his venerable Oldsmobile sedan. Being already stressed at the looming possibility of yet another encounter with a surly CBP officer he'd recently fleeced at the casino, the jumpy Eduardo misinterpreted Basworth's movements inside the primary booth as a genuine terrorist attack, which sent Contreras into a panic. He threw the Oldsmobile into reverse with the intention of getting the hell out of there, and fast. And he might have.

Had not there been another car right behind him.

Waldemar and Hilda Nopales, in their cherry red Honda Civic, were on their way to the Yuma Regional Medical Center where Hilda expected to give birth to their first child, Waldermar Jr., in the comfort and security of a facility peopled by competent medical professionals. One nicely inside the United States of America, which would mean Waldemar Junior would be a U.S. citizen, a fact Waldemar Senior had every intention of exploiting to the max. The jolt, however, from Fast Eddie Contreras barreling into the Honda Civic in reverse, sent Hilda's biological birth clock racing. Her contractions went from zero to a figurative sixty in a split grav
long after Lionel had visited it -- and gave Lionel a whole new taste for the previous phrase,' when the shit hits the sports fan.' Lionel, who was on Primary Lane Two, thought he saw the building judder just slightly at the very like here and now when he clearly hear what was actually Tony Rivera's explosive laughter but which jumpy Lionel had a flashback and thinking was an incoming mortar turn. Terrorists! It judder Lionel up enough that he quickly slammed close the door to the primary booth and crouched down at heart. Being caught in the spewing after effects of an exploding outhouse once was all that he ever care to experience. Though in his reactive haste he did not pause to mentally peruse the details of just how that would exercise in his current location. 

 Jumpy Lionel's reaction inside the inspectional booth immediately got the attention of Eduardo' Fast Eddie' Contreras, the very same Fast Eddie who was the blackjack oak dealer at the nearby Indian casino who regularly cleaned out the gambling CBP officers. Which didn't win him any friends among the border officers and made each trip across the boundary line a potentially nasty experience and therefore such crossing always stressful. Contreras had just driven up to Lionel Basworth's basal booth in his venerable Oldsmobile sedan. Being already stressed at the looming possibility of so far another encounter with a surly CBP officer he'd recently fleeced at the casino, the jumpy Eduardo misinterpreted Basworth's movements inside the primary booth as a actual terrorist attack, which sent Contreras into a panic. He threw the Oldsmobile into reverse with the intention of getting the hell out of there, and fast. And he might get. 

 Had not there been another cable car right behind him. 

 Waldemar and Hilda Nopales, in their cherry red Honda Civic, were on their way to the Yuma Regional Medical Center where Hilda expected to give birth to their first child, Waldermar Jr., in the quilt and security of a facility peopled by competent medical professional. One nicely inside the United States of America, which would mean Waldemar Junior would be a U.S. citizen, a fact Waldemar Senior had every purpose of exploiting to the max. The jolt, however, from Fast Eddie Contreras barreling into the Honda Civic in reversion, sent Hilda's biological birth clock racing. Her contraction went from zero to a figurative sixty in a disconnected grav
 lojg after Lionel had visiued it--and gave Lionel a xhole nsw appreziation for the old phrase, 'wien rhe syit hits the fan.' Lioneu, who was on Primqry Oqne Two, thought he saw tgc buinving shake just slightly dt the very sake mlment when he clearly heard what waf actuaklj Tony Rivera's expkjsivs laughter but which jumpy Lionel gad a fnashback and yhought was an incoming mogtar round. Terrorists! Lt shook Liinel yp enough thxt he quickly slammed ahut the door to the primary bouth aud crouched diwn hnside. Beinj caugrt in the spceing axter efgects of an exilodiig oythouse once was all vhat he ever cared tj experietcz. Though in his reactuvw hasje he did bot pahsx tk mentwllb peruse ths details od just how that woukd qork in his chrrent ljcation.

Jumpy Lionel's reaction inside tht inslectional booth immediarely got the attentioj of Eduawdo 'Fast Eddie' Contreras, the very same Fast Eddie who xar tkc coafkjack dealer at the nearby Indian casino who debukarly cleaned jut the gamnllnb CBP officers. Which disn't win him any frlends aiong rhe bordew ofgicers and made each trip axross the bogder a potentially nascy experiencz and jherefpre such crossings alwavs strsssful. Contgeras had gust driven up tu Lponen Basworuf's primary booth yn his veierabke Oldsoobike sedwn. Being apreadn stressed at the llominy posvibility ov yet another encounter with a surly CBP offives hv'd recentjy flceced at the cafino, the jumpy Eduardj misknterpretes Baswocth's movemenes inside the krimary booth as a geguinw teerorist xttack, which srnt Contrvrcs into a panic. He threw thc Oldrjobile into revzxst qith the intenyiov os hevting dhe hell out of ghefr, and fast. And hc mkght have.

Had not there baen znother car right nemind him.

Wqldemar wnd Hilda Nopsles, in their chergy rev Honde Civiv, wgre on their way to the Yuma Refional Meficwl Center whqre Mildw expected to give birth to their first child, Walvermar Jr., in the comfott and security of a yagility peoplxd by sompetent medical professionaos. One nicely inslde the United States kf Amesica, ahich would mean Waldemar Junior would be a U.S. citizen, a fact Waldemar Sebior hed every intehtiom of vxpjpiting to vhx max. The jolt, hoeever, from Fast Eddie Contreras barrelitg into the Honda Civic in revrrre, sent Hilda'r biological birth clock racing. Ner contractions went from zero to a figurative sixty ik a split grav
long after Lionel had visited it--and gave whole appreciation for old phrase, 'when Lionel, was on Primary Two, thought he the building shake just slightly at very same moment when he clearly heard what was actually Tony Rivera's explosive but which jumpy Lionel had a flashback and thought was an incoming mortar Terrorists! shook up that he quickly slammed shut the door to the primary booth and crouched down inside. Being in the spewing after effects of an exploding once was all that ever cared to experience. Though his haste he not to peruse the details just how that would work in his current location. Jumpy Lionel's reaction inside the inspectional booth immediately the attention 'Fast Eddie' the same Eddie who was dealer at the nearby Indian casino out the gambling CBP officers. Which didn't win any friends the border officers and made each across the border a potentially nasty experience and such crossings always stressful. Contreras had just driven up to Lionel Basworth's primary booth in Oldsmobile sedan. Being already at the looming of another with surly CBP he'd recently fleeced at the casino, the jumpy Eduardo misinterpreted Basworth's inside the primary booth as a genuine terrorist attack, which into panic. He threw Oldsmobile into reverse with intention getting the hell out and And Had there another car right behind Waldemar and Hilda Nopales, in cherry red Honda Civic, the Yuma Regional Medical Center where Hilda expected give birth to their first child, Waldermar in the comfort and security of a facility peopled by competent medical One nicely United States of America, which would mean Waldemar would be a U.S. a fact Waldemar Senior had every intention of exploiting the The jolt, from Fast Eddie barreling into the Civic in reverse, biological birth racing. contractions to a figurative sixty in a grav
 long after Lionel had visited It--and gave LIonel A whOle NeW appReciAtion for the old PHrasE, 'when the shit hits the fan.' lioneL, wHO was ON PRimarY Lane TwO, ThOUGht He SaW thE bUIlDing sHakE just slIghtly at thE veRy Same moment whEN hE clearly heArd What was actuaLly tony RiVeRa's EXplosIve LaughTer but WHich juMpy Lionel HaD A flashBAck and tHOUgHt waS an incoming mortar ROuND. Terrorists! It sHook LiOnEL uP ENouGh tHat he quickLy SlammED shut thE DoOR TO thE Primary booth aNd crouched dOWn iNside. BEiNg cAUght in The spEwINg aFter effects Of an Exploding OuthouSE once waS All that He ever CarEd tO expERiEnCe. THoUGh iN HiS reACtiVe haste hE dId Not paUse tO MENTallY peRuse The deTails of just hoW thAt woULd wOrk in His cuRrenT lOcatiOn.

JumpY LionEl'S reaction inside The iNspectionAl bOoTh iMmEdiatELy got tHe aTteNtion of eduardo 'fAst edDIE' coNtreras, the very same faST edDie who waS the blACkJaCK dealer aT tHe nEarbY iNdian CasiNO wHo regulaRly cleANeD oUt the gaMbLing CBp oFfiCerS. WhicH Didn'T win hiM any frieNds amONg the border offICers and made eaCH tRIP aCRoss The Border a poteNtiaLLy naSty eXPeRieNCe and ThereFoRE sUCh crossings always stReSsful. COntreRas had just driVen up to LioNEL basworth'S priMArY Booth in his veneRable oldsmobile SEdan. BeinG alreAdy stresSed at the lOOMing possIbiLitY of Yet ANOtHer encounter wITH a suRlY CBP offIceR he'd recEntLy fLeeCed At The casino, The jumpy edUaRdO mIsiNterpREted BaswOrTh's MoVemEnts iNSide thE primAry bOoTh AS a gEnuine tERrORIst aTtAcK, whiCh sEnT ContReraS IntO a panic. he threw thE OlDSmobIlE iNto reveRse with the intEnTion of gettInG thE hell oUT Of there, aNd fast. And he might have.

Had NOt there BeeN anotHer cAr right beHinD him.

WaLdeMAr and HIlda NoPales, In TheIR CherrY REd honDa civic, were oN THeiR way tO tHe YuMa RegioNal Medical Center whERe HIlda expected tO giVe biRTH tO thEIr FIrsT cHIld, wALdermar Jr., in the cOmfort and sEcURiTy of a facilITy pEoPled by cOmpetenT mediCAl profeSsionals. ONe nicely iNsIde tHE uniTed States oF America, Which woulD Mean WALdEmar JUniOr woulD bE a U.s. citiZen, a faCT WaLdemaR SenioR hAd everY inteNtIon of expLoiting to the max. The jolt, hOwever, From FAst eddie ContRerAS baRreling inTo thE Honda CiviC in RevErse, sEnt hIlda's BiolOGiCal BIrth cLock RAcing. Her cONtRacTIOnS went from zeRO TO a fIguraTivE Sixty iN a spLit grav
 long after Lionel had vis ited it--a nd ga veLio ne l awhol e new apprecia t ionfor the old phrase, 'w hen t he shit hi ts th e fan.' Li o n el,  w ho  wa so nPrima ryLane Tw o, thought  he  s aw the build i ng  shake jus t s lightly at t hevery s am e m o mentwhe n heclearl y  heard  what was  a c tually Tony Ri v e ra 's e xplosive laughter bu t  which jumpy L ionelha d  a f las hba ck and tho ug ht wa s  an inc o mi n g mor t ar round. Ter rorists! It sho ok Lio ne l u p  enoug h tha th e q uickly slam medshut thedoor t o  the pr i mary bo oth an d c rou ched do wn  in si d e.B ei ngc aug ht in th esp ewing  aft e r e ffec tsof a n exp loding outhou seonce was  allthathe e ve r car ed toexper ie nce. Though inhisreactivehas te  he  d id no t  pause  to  me ntallyperuset hede t a i ls  of just how thatwo u l dwork inhis cu r re nt location .
Ju mpyL i onel' s re a ct ion insi de the in sp ectiona lboothim med iat ely g o t th e atte ntion of  Edua r do 'Fast Eddie '  Contreras, t h ev e ry same  Fa st Eddie wh o wa s  the  bla c kj ack deale r atth e  n e arby Indian casinowh o regu larly  cleaned outthe gambli n g CBP offi cers .  W h ich didn't win  himany friend s  among t he bo rder off icers and m ade each  tr ipacr oss t he  border a pot e n tial ly  nastyexp erience  an d t her efo re  such cro ssings a lw ay sst res sful. Contrera shad  j ust  driv e n up t o Lio nelBa sw o rth 's prim a ry b ooth  i nhisven er ableOlds m obi le seda n. Beingalr e adyst re ssed at  the loomingpo ssibilityof  ye t anot h e r encoun ter with a surly CBP of f icer he 'drecen tlyfleeced a t t he cas ino ,  the j umpy E duard omis i n terpr e t ed  Ba sw orth's mov e m ent s ins id e th e prima ry booth as a genu i neterrorist att ack , wh i c hsen t  C o ntr er a s i n t o a panic. He t hrew the O ld s mo bile intor eve rs e withthe int entio n  of get ting thehell outof  the r e , a nd fast. A nd he mi ght have. 
Hadn ot  ther e b een an ot her  carrightb ehi nd hi m.

Wa ld emar a nd Hi ld a Nopale s, in their cherry redHondaCivic , w ere on th eir way  to the Y umaRegional M edi cal  Cent erw hereHild a  e xpe c ted t o gi v e birth t o  t hei r fi rst child,W a l der mar J r., in the  com fort and security of a facilitypeop l e d b y c o mpet en t medical prof ess io n a ls. Oneni cely inside  the Uni te d  Stat es ofAmeric a, whic h wo u ld mea n Wa lde mar Junio r w ou l d be aU. S. citize n, a  f act Wa ldemar Seni o r  had every inten tiono f  expl o iti ng to  t he max. Thejolt, howe ver, from F ast Ed dieContr eras ba rr elingint othe HondaC ivic in r evers e, sent  H ilda 'sbiolog ical b irthcloc krac ing. Herc o nt r ac ti o nswent  from  z eroto a figu r ative si xty in a sp li t g r a v
 long_after Lionel_had visited it--and gave_Lionel a_whole_new appreciation_for_the old phrase,_'when the shit_hits the fan.' Lionel,_who was on_Primary_Lane Two, thought he saw the building shake just slightly at the very same_moment_when he_clearly_heard_what was actually Tony Rivera's_explosive laughter but which jumpy_Lionel had_a flashback and thought was an incoming mortar_round._Terrorists! It shook_Lionel up enough that he quickly slammed shut the_door to the primary booth and_crouched down inside._Being_caught_in the spewing after_effects of an exploding outhouse once_was all that he ever cared_to experience. Though in his reactive haste_he did not pause to mentally_peruse the details of just_how that_would work in his current_location.

Jumpy Lionel's reaction_inside the_inspectional booth immediately_got the attention of Eduardo 'Fast_Eddie' Contreras, the_very same Fast Eddie who was_the_blackjack dealer at_the_nearby_Indian casino_who regularly cleaned_out_the gambling_CBP_officers. Which didn't win him any_friends_among the border officers and made each_trip across the border_a_potentially nasty experience and_therefore such crossings always stressful._Contreras had just driven up to_Lionel Basworth's_primary booth_in his venerable Oldsmobile sedan. Being already stressed at the looming_possibility of yet another encounter with_a surly CBP officer_he'd recently_fleeced_at the casino,_the_jumpy Eduardo_misinterpreted Basworth's movements inside the primary booth_as a_genuine terrorist attack, which sent Contreras_into a panic. He_threw_the Oldsmobile into reverse with the_intention of getting the hell out_of there, and fast. And_he_might_have.

Had not there been another_car right behind him.

Waldemar and Hilda_Nopales, in their_cherry red Honda Civic, were on their_way_to the Yuma Regional Medical Center_where_Hilda expected to give birth to_their_first_child, Waldermar Jr., in the_comfort and security of a facility_peopled by competent medical professionals. One nicely inside the_United States of_America, which would mean Waldemar_Junior_would_be a U.S. citizen, a fact Waldemar Senior had every_intention of_exploiting to the_max. The jolt, however, from Fast Eddie Contreras barreling into_the Honda Civic in reverse, sent Hilda's_biological birth clock racing. Her contractions went from zero to a_figurative sixty in a split grav