schecki, etc.

The Messiah was holding the little girl's pet bunny, hugging it to his cheek with the big back feet swinging free. He was gloriously drunk. "Know what?" Josh said. "I love bunnies. They toil not, neither do they bark. Henceforth and from now on, I decree that whenever something bad happens to me, there shall be bunnies around. So it shall be written. Go ahead Biff, write it down." --Lamb, Christopher Moore

Thursday, February 16, 2006

Just don't

"Just don't," I said, pausing to clear my throat.
"Don't get your hopes up, ok?"

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