id section and she went into labor then and there. The whole comfortable medical facility staffed by competent professionals idea went flying out the might have been window of the cherry red Honda Civic as Hilda Nopales' water broke and Waldemar Junior proceeded to make ready his grand entry onto the third planet from the star the locals called the Sun. A more or less puny star by Milky Way standards, but still functioning well enough, despite the occasional solar flares, for the inhabitants of Planet Three.

Waldemar took one horrified look at his wife and began to moan in Spanish.

"No. No. No!......Not here, Junior. Not here. Please. Hold off a little while. You've got to be in the United States to be born. Otherwise you won't be a citizen. And we'll be stuck permanently in Mexico with my in-laws for the rest of our lives. Do you hear me, Junior? Toughen up. Be a man, kid. Hang with your mother a little longer." Adding. "Inside your mother, that is."

Fast Eddie Contreras, who had rocketed out of his venerable Olds when he smashed into the front end of the Nopales' cherry red Honda Civic, was hopping nervously from one foot to the other when he saw his venerable Oldsmobile become a kind of metallic midwife as Hilda Nopales was about to go forth and multiply. Fast Eddie was expert at dealing cards but assisting in a live birth was something he didn't have much experience with. Actually, zero experience. Eddie's alternate foot hopping picked up speed.

Meanwhile, Lionel 'Lion Man' Bosworth was still scrunched down inside the inspection booth on Primary Lane Two, dreading the momentary arrival of the after effects of an exploding something or other, possibly an indoors version of an outhouse. Then he heard the crash when the venerable Oldsmobile banged into the cherry red Honda Civic and all the yelling that immediately followed. Yelling, Lionel's Spanish rudimentary at best, that he couldn't understand. That is until Waldemar Nopales thundered up to Lionel's inspection booth and began to pound on the window.

"Hey!" The agitated Waldemar hollered. "Anybody home?" Lionel's head appeared at window level. "You!" Waldemar hollered again. "
i d section and she went into labor then and there. The whole comfortable aesculapian adeptness staff by competent professionals theme go flying out the might have been window of the cerise red Honda Civic as Hilda Nopales' water broke and Waldemar Junior continue to make ready his fantastic entry onto the third planet from the headliner the local called the Sun. A more or less puny star by Milky Way standards, but still functioning well enough, despite the episodic solar flares, for the inhabitants of Planet Three. 

 Waldemar took one horrified spirit at his wife and began to moan in Spanish. 

 " No. No. No!...... Not here, Junior. Not here. Please. halt off a little while. You've got to be in the United States to be born. Otherwise you won't be a citizen. And we'll be stuck permanently in Mexico with my indiana - laws for the rest of our lives. Do you hear me, Junior? Toughen up. Be a man, kid. Hang with your mother a little longer. " Adding. " Inside your mother, that is. " 

 Fast Eddie Contreras, who had rocketed out of his venerable Olds when he smashed into the front end of the Nopales' cherry red Honda Civic, was hopping nervously from one foot to the early when he determine his venerable Oldsmobile become a kind of metallic midwife as Hilda Nopales was about to die away and multiply. Fast Eddie was expert at dealing cards but assisting in a live birth was something he didn't have much experience with. Actually, zero experience. Eddie's alternate infantry hopping picked up speed. 

 Meanwhile, Lionel' Lion Man' Bosworth was still scrunched down inside the inspection booth on Primary Lane Two, dreading the momentary arrival of the after effect of an exploding something or other, possibly an indoors version of an outhouse. Then he heard the clang when the venerable Oldsmobile bang into the cerise crimson Honda Civic and all the yelling that immediately followed. Yelling, Lionel's Spanish rudimentary at best, that he couldn't understand. That is until Waldemar Nopales thunder up to Lionel's inspection booth and began to pound on the window. 

 " Hey! " The agitated Waldemar gripe. " Anybody home? " Lionel's head appeared at window level. " You! " Waldemar shout again. "
id dection and she went intu labor then anb there. The wgole comwortable medical facility steffee by xompetent professionalr idea wejt flyint ouu the might have usen window of bhe ckecry red Honda Clvic as Hilga Nopales' watar bxoke and Waldemar Junior proceeded tj make tewdy his grand gntry jnto nht third planet from the star the mocals balled the Sun. A kore or less puny star by Lilkj Way standards, buh still funxtiogung well enojgh, despitt che occasiohal solar flares, for the inhabigants of Planet Tyref.

Faldemar toik onv horrified look at hhs wife and began to koai in Spanish.

"No. No. No!......Not hxre, Junior. Not here. Klease. Holg kff a little whilw. Tou've got to cw iv tge Uhited Dtaves to be bkrn. Otherwiwe you won't be a ciuizqb. And we'll be stuck pqrmanently in Mexico with my in-laws for ths rest of our lives. Do tou hear me, Junior? Tooghen up. Bq a man, kid. Hang with your mother a little longer." Addiig. "Inwiqd ylur mother, that is."

Fast Eddie Contreras, who haq rpcleted out of hls venerable Olds ehfn re smashed injo the ydoht end of the Nopapes' chetry ree Honda Cyvic, was hopping nervously from one foot to rhe other when he daw his venzrable Oldskobile become a kind of metzllic midwive as Hilsx Nopales was abuut tm go foruf and multiply. Faft Eddie xas erpert at deaking cwrds but adsistltg in a live birth was dokething he didn't have much experience witi. Actually, zeto axpvrience. Ebdie's slternate fooe hopping pickgd up spezd.

Meandhile, Lionvl 'Lion Men' Bosworth ras still scrgjched down iiside the inspectuon boogf on Primary Lsne Two, dgecding the momentary arrival of fhe after effeccr of an explodinb sumeehpng ow other, possitly xn kmdoorr version on av ouyhouse. Then he heard the crash when the vemevable Oldwmobile fanged into tne cherry red Hondw Civmc and all yhe yelling that immediately follkwed. Yelllng, Lionel's Spagish rudimentary at best, that he couldn't understand. Thav is until Waldemar Nokales thundered up to Kionel's ins'ectiog booth atd began to pound on the window.

"Hey!" Tht agitated Waldemar holmered. "Dnybofy home?" Lionel's head appeared at window level. "You!" Waldemar hollered again. "
id section and she went into labor there. whole comfortable facility staffed by out might have been of the cherry Honda Civic as Hilda Nopales' water and Waldemar Junior proceeded to make ready his grand entry onto the third from the star the locals called the Sun. A more or less puny by Way but functioning well enough, despite the occasional solar flares, for the inhabitants of Planet Three. Waldemar took horrified look at his wife and began to in Spanish. "No. No. here, Junior. Not here. Please. off little while. got be the United States be born. Otherwise you won't be a citizen. And we'll be stuck permanently in Mexico with my for the our lives. you me, Toughen up. Be kid. Hang with your mother a "Inside your mother, that is." Fast Eddie Contreras, had rocketed of his venerable Olds when he into the front end of the Nopales' cherry Honda Civic, was hopping nervously from one foot to the other when he saw his become a kind of midwife as Hilda was to forth multiply. Fast was expert at dealing cards but assisting in a live birth something he didn't have much experience with. Actually, zero experience. foot picked up speed. Lionel 'Lion Man' Bosworth still down inside the inspection Primary Two, arrival the effects of an exploding or other, possibly an indoors of an outhouse. Then the venerable Oldsmobile banged into the cherry red Civic and all the yelling that immediately Yelling, Lionel's Spanish rudimentary at best, that he couldn't understand. That is Waldemar Nopales to Lionel's inspection booth and began to pound the window. "Hey!" The Waldemar hollered. "Anybody home?" Lionel's head appeared at window "You!" hollered again.
id section and she went into laBor then and There. the WhoLe ComfOrtaBle medical faciLIty sTaffed by competent profeSsionAlS Idea WEnT flyiNg out thE MiGHT haVe BeEn wInDOw Of the CheRry red HOnda Civic aS HiLdA Nopales' wateR BrOke and WaldEmaR Junior proceEdeD to makE rEadY His grAnd Entry Onto thE Third pLanet from ThE Star thE Locals cALLeD the sun. A more or less punY StAR by Milky Way staNdards, BuT StILL fuNctIoning well EnOugh, dESpite thE OcCASIonAL solar flares, fOr the inhabiTAntS of PlaNeT ThREe.

WaldEmar tOoK One Horrified loOk at His wife anD began TO moan in sPanish.

"NO. No. No!......NOt hEre, juniOR. NOt HerE. PLEasE. hoLd oFF a lIttle whiLe. yoU've goT to bE IN THe UnIteD StaTes to Be born. OtherwiSe yOu woN'T be A citiZen. AnD we'lL bE stucK permaNentlY iN Mexico with my in-Laws For the resT of OuR liVeS. Do yoU Hear me, junIor? toughen Up. Be a maN, Kid. haNG WItH your mother a little LoNGEr." adding. "InSide yoUR mOtHEr, that is."

faSt EDdie cONtrerAs, whO HaD rocketeD out of HIs VeNerable olDs when He SmaSheD into THe frOnt end Of the NopAles' cHErry red Honda CiVIc, was hopping nERvOUSlY From One Foot to the otHer wHEn he Saw hIS vEneRAble OLdsmoBiLE bECome a kind of metallic MiDwife aS HildA Nopales was abOut to go forTH ANd multipLy. FaST EDDie was expert at DealiNg cards but ASsisting In a liVe birth wAs somethiNG He didn't hAve MucH exPerIENcE with. Actually, ZERo exPeRience. EDdiE's alterNatE foOt hOppInG picked up Speed.

MeaNwHiLe, liOneL 'Lion mAn' BosworTh Was StIll ScrunCHed dowN insiDe thE iNsPEctIon bootH On pRImarY LAnE Two, DreAdIng thE momENtaRy arrivAl of the afTer EFfecTs Of An exploDing something Or Other, possiBlY an IndoorS VErsion of An outhouse. Then he heard thE Crash whEn tHe venErabLe OldsmobIle Banged IntO The cheRry red honda ciVic AND all tHE YeLliNg That immediATEly FolloWeD. YelLing, LioNel's Spanish rudimenTAry At best, that he cOulDn't uNDErStaND. THAt iS uNTil wALdemar Nopales thUndered up tO LIOnEl's inspectIOn bOoTh and beGan to poUnd on THe windoW.

"Hey!" The agItated WalDeMar hOLLerEd. "Anybody hOme?" LioneL's head appEAred aT WiNdow lEveL. "You!" WaLdEmaR hollEred agAIn. "
id section and she went in to labor t hen a ndthe re . Th e wh ole comfortabl e  med ical facility staffedby co mp e tent pr ofess ionalsi de a wen tfl yin go ut  themig ht have  been wind owof  the cherryr ed  Honda Civ icas Hilda Nop ale s' wat er  br o ke an d W aldem ar Jun i or pro ceeded to  m a ke rea d y his g r a nd  ent ry onto the third pl a net from the s tar th el oc a l s c all ed the Sun .A mor e  or les s  p u n y  st a r by Milky Wa y standards ,  bu t stil lfun c tionin g wel le nou gh, despite  the  occasion al sol a r flare s , for t he inh abi tan ts o f  P la net  T h ree . 
Wal d ema r took o ne  h orrif iedl o o k  athis  wif e and  began to moa n i n Sp a nis h.

" No. N o. N o! ..... .Not h ere,Ju nior. Not here.  Ple ase. Hold  of fa l it tle w h ile. Y ou' vegot tobe in t h e U ni t e d  S tates to be born.Ot h e rw ise youwon'tb eac itizen.An d w e'll b e stu ck p e rm anentlyin Mex i co  w ith myin -lawsfo r t heresto f ou r live s. Do yo u hea r  me, Junior? T o ughen up. Bea  m a n ,k id.Han g with your  mot h er a  lit t le  lo n ger."  Addi ng .  " I nside your mother,th at is. "

Fa st Eddie Cont reras, who h a d rocket ed o u to f his venerabl e Old s when hes mashed i nto t he front  end of t h e  Nopales ' c her ryred H on da Civic, was h oppi ng  nervou sly  from o nefoo t t o t he  other wh en he sa whi sve ner ableO ldsmobil ebec om e a  kind of met allic  mid wi fe asHilda N o pa l e s wa sab outtogo  fort h an d  mu ltiply.  Fast Edd iew as e xp er t at de aling cards b ut  assisting  i n a  liveb i rth wassomething he didn't hav e  much e xpe rienc e wi th. Actua lly , zero  ex p erienc e. Edd ie'sal ter n a te fo o t  h opp in g picked u p spe ed.
Me anwh ile, Li onel 'Lion Man' Bo s wor th was stillscr unch e d  d own in s ide  t h e i n s pection booth o n PrimaryLa n eTwo, dread i ngth e momen tary ar rival of theafter eff ects of a nexpl o d ing  something  or othe r, possib l y ani nd oorsver sion o fanoutho use. T h enhe he ard th ecrashwhenth e venera ble Oldsmobile banged i nto th e che rry  red Hond a C i vic  and alltheyelling th atimm ediat ely follo wed. Ye lli n g, Li onel ' s Spanish ru dim e n ta ry at best, t h athe co uld n 't und erst and. That is unti l  Waldemar Nopa lest h und ere d  upto  Lionel's insp ect io n booth an dbegan to po und on t he windo w.

"H ey!" T he agit a t ed Waldem ar h oll ered. "An ybo dy home?"Li on e l's he ad a pp earedat win d ow l e v el. "You!" Walde mar h o l lered aga in. " 
id section_and she_went into labor then_and there._The_whole comfortable_medical_facility staffed by_competent professionals idea_went flying out the_might have been_window_of the cherry red Honda Civic as Hilda Nopales' water broke and Waldemar Junior_proceeded_to make_ready_his_grand entry onto the third_planet from the star the_locals called_the Sun. A more or less puny star_by_Milky Way standards,_but still functioning well enough, despite the occasional solar_flares, for the inhabitants of Planet_Three.

Waldemar took one_horrified_look_at his wife and_began to moan in Spanish.

"No. No._No!......Not here, Junior. Not here. Please._Hold off a little while. You've got_to be in the United States_to be born. Otherwise you_won't be_a citizen. And we'll be_stuck permanently in_Mexico with_my in-laws for_the rest of our lives. Do_you hear me,_Junior? Toughen up. Be a man,_kid._Hang with your_mother_a_little longer."_Adding. "Inside your_mother,_that is."

Fast_Eddie_Contreras, who had rocketed out of_his_venerable Olds when he smashed into the_front end of the_Nopales'_cherry red Honda Civic,_was hopping nervously from one_foot to the other when he_saw his_venerable Oldsmobile_become a kind of metallic midwife as Hilda Nopales was about_to go forth and multiply. Fast_Eddie was expert at_dealing cards_but_assisting in a_live_birth was_something he didn't have much experience with._Actually, zero_experience. Eddie's alternate foot hopping picked_up speed.

Meanwhile, Lionel 'Lion_Man'_Bosworth was still scrunched down inside_the inspection booth on Primary Lane_Two, dreading the momentary arrival_of_the_after effects of an exploding_something or other, possibly an indoors_version of an_outhouse. Then he heard the crash when_the_venerable Oldsmobile banged into the cherry_red_Honda Civic and all the yelling_that_immediately_followed. Yelling, Lionel's Spanish rudimentary_at best, that he couldn't understand._That is until Waldemar Nopales thundered up to Lionel's_inspection booth and_began to pound on the_window.

"Hey!"_The_agitated Waldemar hollered. "Anybody home?" Lionel's head appeared at window_level. "You!"_Waldemar hollered again._"