…And then he was smashed into concentrate.
I think a long time ago, they found out that just about EVERYTHING will kill you, and they’ve been breaking it to the public in tiny doses over time.
There’s a TV Tropes page about this: “Evil Cannot Comprehend Good”. (There’s also a page for “Good Cannot Comprehend Evil”, so I guess it runs both ways)
She’s something the left and the right are united in mortal terror of: a sincere moderate Republican.
Good heavens. I didn’t think those were flower stems at first, I thought… never mind.
“…and said ‘Ugh, your breath stinks.’ before dumping you on the pavement and driving away with your wallet.”
…Well, that’s how most of my stories end.
Ya beat me to it.
I’m goin’ with “Duel”. It was a very human sadist at work for that one.
And yet, we all often get things we don’t anticipate.
I need that sign for my mailbox.
Especially since the mailpeople don’t come out here and I need to go to the Post office box!