No sausage?" he asked. Apparently my pork consumption habits were a matter of public record.
Maureen JohnsonTop Trumps appeared to be a game in which you got cards, and the cards had a picture (in this case, of a horse), and told you all kinds of stats for that horse, how fast it was, how big it was, etc. Whoever had the better horse won both the cards. You repeated this until someone had all the cards. So, basically it was exactly like high school, except it only took three minutes. Which was really a bit more humane, if you thought about it.
Maureen JohnsonBefore I take you into the beating heart of the story, letโs get one thing out of the way. I know from experience that when it comes up later, it will distract you so much that you wonโt be able to concentrate on anything else I will tell you. My name is Jubilee Dougal. Take a moment and let it sink in.
Maureen JohnsonAnd what else is she?" Jerome asked. Jazza didn't offer any reply so I chimed in with, "A bitchweasel?" "A bitchweasel!" Jazza's face lit up. "She's a bitchweasel! I love my new roommate.
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