Talmadge groaned. He wasn’t used to climbing the 684 steps to the top. Leaning on the rail, he had to admit the view was spectacular. Had he not admitted it, Cranston’s threat to punch him in the kidney would have been carried out. Cranston herself evidenced not the slightest physical symptoms of the grueling ascent. […]
The trickle stream of Ragwen, the water sprite, flows beneath this foliage.
The answer, my friends, is ‘c’. I’m sure everybody got that one right.
There’s never too much of Brigitte when one realizes that: a. no one could possibly be more attractive wearing triangle dangle earrings. b. no one could possibly be more attractive wearing so many big clunky bracelets. c. no one could possibly be more attractive.
Byron and Herb escort their little sisters to the playground.
There was a man named Mason Jarr. He lived in a rusted touring car. He gave lots of speeches and dined upon leeches and on one occasion a liter of tar.
The triffid queen arrived on Earth for an inspection tour, and the loon was granted an exclusive interview with her. Loon: Welcome to Earth, oh Queen. How have you enjoyed the tour so far? Triffid Queen: Frankly, I am shocked to see how easy our task of conquest will be, what with the self-defeating activities […]
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5 of 5 stars to The Great Train Robbery by Michael Crichton goodreads.com/review/show/55…
