Are those cocktail-waitress fingernail marks? I asked Colletti as he
showed us these scratches on his chest. No, those are on my back, Colletti
answered. This is where a case of cocktail shrimp fell on me. I told her
to slow down a little, but you know cocktail waitresses, they seem to have
a mind of their own.
-- The Incredibly Monstrous, Mind-Roasting Summer of O.C. and Stiggs
-- National Lampoon, October 1982
