Libba Bray Quote
I don’t care. If I like somebody, I like her, and that’s that. He thumped his chest and made a scowly face. Let ‘em come for me. I will stare down the mob with their pitchforks! I will make a speech about tolerance and love. I will tell them the folly of their ways! And then I will grab your hand and run like hell because, Jesus, a mob with pitchforks?
Libba Bray
I don’t care. If I like somebody, I like her, and that’s that. He thumped his chest and made a scowly face. Let ‘em come for me. I will stare down the mob with their pitchforks! I will make a speech about tolerance and love. I will tell them the folly of their ways! And then I will grab your hand and run like hell because, Jesus, a mob with pitchforks?
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