We're Gonna Get You, Suckers
May, 1989
I thought I'd get my nails done, so I went to one of those nail salons. I figured that since a Nails R Us or a Nails for Days has opened on every street corner of metropolitan U.S.A., there might be something to it. Not that I hold with manicures; I find them pointlessly evanescent. But my neighbor Mrs. Fishbein, who does have beautiful nails and a doting husband, had constantly encouraged me to try one. And you fellas would like to be a fly on the wall when we gals are getting all pink and cozy...
