Most of the upper management of I.S. were undead. I always thought it was because the job was easier if you didn't have a soul.
Most of the upper management of I.S. were undead. I always thought it was because the job was easier if you didn't have a soul.
Shouts of dismay rose as the red flesh splattered against the table. It was only a tomato, but one would think I was pulping a decaying heart by the noise the big, strong FIB officers were making.
You bet your Grannie's Panties I will.
You think my kids just popped out of the ground?
Bug? You sack of sweat stink. I've got farts that smell sweeter than you. Think you're better than me? Poop ice cream cones, do you? Call me a bug! Rachel, let me do him now.
Double damn. I was a harlot. I was a freaking vampire hussy.
I sighed. I hated the maze of bureaucracy with a passion, but I've found the best way to deal with it is to smile and act stupid. That way, no one gets confused.
Making a spell is easy. It's trusting you did it right that's hard.
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