Would you please do me the honor of telling me WHAT THE BLAZES IS GOING ON?
Dear Brigan, she thought to herself. People want incongruous, impossible things. Horses do, too.
Your brand of comfort bears some similarity to your tactical offense.
Bacon improved things dramatically.
I've liked you better when Katsa's around," Giddon said. "She's so rotten to me that you seem positively pleasant in contrast.
She groped forward, hands and feet, in search of darkness, distance and solitude.