Indigo Samson (7)

   
   "Indigo Samson (7)"
   
   Samson didn't have wheels; thus, he would have to ask his father to borrow the Audi; otherwise, use the car he regularly drove--Mom's mini-van, which would paint him further some rejected weirdo; however, weird does play on some stages, and yet Samson desired the turbo-charged muscle of his father's Audi, just to peel out for Maxie.  Every guy has got to peel out, at least once.
   His father was going old school, paging through, yes, an actual newspaper, and knew what a transistor radio was; anyway, Samson asked to intercede within his father's cerebral absorption of print media; next, probed:  "Dad, can I borrow the car; I got a date with a nice Catholic girl?"
   His father responded:  "Only if you get a haircut.  A man's haircut."
   Samson would take the mini-van.  What the hell.  It smelled better inside anyway, his mother's perfume and fragrance more charming.