Night Librarian in the Lower Stacks Kenny asks me to retrieve books from the lower stacks and it dawns on me that he’s scared, he’s really scared.
The Power of Love She pressed the trigger on the reacquired mace and yelled FUCKERS! YOU FUCKERS! YOU FUCKERS! through squinty eyes and indiscriminate aim.
The Name Of The Buyer Was Not Disclosed The representative from the auction house made him feel stupid for thinking it would appear at his compound intact, as it first had walked this land some eighty million years ago.
He, Clarius ... as if tired, falls to the floor and Clarius turns to face the noise, but not his entire body, Clarius is not, like the other patrons...
Tell Me That One Again She's told me this one enough that I get a 25% contact high just hearing it again.
Thank God You were mostly next door, glaring at the mass of nondescript sports-club-people, perched high above their matching neon t-shirts in your glue-studded platforms.