QUOTE : Mama, I woke up! She finds me standing by the stove, waiting for the coffee to be ready. She looks at me, smiles, and rubs her eyes when I say good morning back to her. I don’t know anyone for whom waking up is such good news, such a joyful event. Her eyes are startlingly large, her chest is bare, and her panties are white and puffy, too big around her. Serious and full of decorum, she says: I have a question, Mama. What is it? I want to ask you: Who is this Jesus Fucking Christ? I