" 'Yeah, but you didn't miss him." I said. "Chris Chambers never misses does he?" "Not even when the ladies leave the seat down," he said. He winked at me, formed an O with his thumb and forefinger, and spit through it. "Eat me raw, Chambers," I said. "Through a Flavored Straw," he said, and we grinned at each other. ' " {Page 338}