"Gas, grass, or ass: No one rides for free.”

So begins this cheeky and chirpy short story debut. Working-class, a little queer, and hysterically funny, Cullen’s characters—from the hymn-singing Catholic merchandise salesman to a young lez, hitching cross-country beside a born-again pile of ashes—all encounter the killer decisions that invisibly, quietly, and quirkily shape their lives.