It was a little weird that they were friends. But then, maybe freaks just tended to find each other.
Yes," I said. "My name is seven-five-nine-nine-three-nine-ex-dash-one. Junior.
Keep this in mind: there are no coincidences.
happy all life for ever
There's nothing more annoying than cold logic and reason when you've got a good fit going.
Gazzy: "What does that mean?" (points to metal plaque warning to stay off the third rail that said Stay off the third rail!) Fang: "It means the third rail has seven hundred volts of direct current running through it. Touch it and you're human popcorn.