I drew my customized Kimber 1911 .45, with the Pachmayr grips and skeletonized trigger, and leveled it coolly at the African-Americans.
The experiment of multiculturalism has failed, noted Captain Perry as he removed the laser-bayonet from the brown mans chest.
The bastard mayor tossed the money to his criminals. Heh heh heh, everyone said.
Daniel Snyder (not the football one)
Why do you love me?
The sky was gray, fitting for this grim dystopia.
Mom, I asked my
mom. Whats for
Though she may have wiped away the tears, they just couldnt stop flowing. Like a wound on a patient without enough platelets, it kept pouring out, rapidly filling in the paths she tried to remove.
The cattle-rustlers whip sang through the air like a long thin snake.
Do you have the time
rhyme for ages,
With the brassy tocsin of his morning alarm clock, John Michaelsons weary eyes exploded open.
Night falls in East L.A. with the crimson blood of men, as the day rises with womens tears.
David fell into Gregs manful arms and cried against his waiting muscles.
Nothing would ever stop reminding me of Lisa and her body.
So we all had dicks, all of the boys — can I go on?
J. Robinson Wheeler
The dancers undressed; Liam noted their respective vulvae.
All the girls at the school talked about makeup and boys, but Sheila wore ripped jeans and didnt care.
Hannah & David Meyer-Lindenberg
I hope you discover, my dear teenagers, reading about my life as a rebel, that doing what your parents say isnt always bad, cuz it can be bitchin sometimes.
Ten years ago in the war, the only thing in which I thought I would be was the shit, not this mansion where I live at now.
I knew that Billy had hiked into my life on a trail of broken hearts, but I never guessed that mine too would soon be becoming a part of that trail.
They had the mettle of men, and yet they ate the biscuits of dogs.
Jorge was helplessly gripped by the sight before him, like cojones in the hand of an expert dominatriz.
Like any Russian, Sokolov enjoyed a game of chess. At some level he was never not playing it!
REAMDE by Neal Stephenson
Serena fished the Tic Tac out and put it on her tongue, but she was so worried about her future, she could barely taste it.
Gossip Girl by Cecily von Zeigesar
Heaven help me! she groaned, mentally. Now is my hour of need!
The House of the Seven Gables by Nathaniel Hawthorne
When Nathaniel at last ventured distantly to hint of an engagement with Olympia, her father Professor Spalanzani smiled all over his face.
The Sandman by E.T.A. Hoffmann (translator: John
For Google executive Forrest Timothy Hayes, heroin was the killer app.
Patrick May and Heather Somerville, mercurynews.com, 2014.0725
The family road trip in America is as old as covered wagons headed west — older, if you consider the ocean a road.
Dean Nelson, aaa.com, 2015 March/April
Bees are good, Obama says, as children scream.