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“And I’ll leave a few booby-traps along the way to occupy Burnhardt.”
Oh, stop rubbing our noses in reality.
Probably missed the last premium payment.
And unlike medicine, you don’t have to be licensed.
“I didn’t mean you or me”? Neither of them has experienced Schadenfreude? Not bloody likely.
Perhaps now we’ll see if a bear’s anatomy makes It vulnerable to a full nelson.
The giggling of his fists is music to her ears.
There are no mere double-crosses in Rip Haywire. Crosses must be at least triple, preferably quadruple.
It’s not the tough purr that’s heavy. It’s the tender haunches.