Want coffee?" I asked, as I headed that way. "It's three thirty in the morning." "Okay. Want coffee?
Darynda JonesI climbed into Misery and called Uncle Bob. โWe hooking up?โ โWhy does everything out of your mouth make me sound incestuous?โ โUm, I wasnโt aware that it did. Perhaps you have a guilty conscience.โ โCharley.โ โIs there something you need to get off your chest? Besides that skank I saw you with the other day?
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