Large men in black plate mail with red cloaks and plumes don't sneak worth a damn.
Toronto's already ass-deep in cockroaches and conservatives; what's one more lower life-form?
The number of angels who can dance on the head of a pin depends entirely on the dance.
What do they do for a village idiot when you're here?
That's just what I need, she muttered, digging around in her bag, a depressed vampire.
Most people don't care who's in charge as long as someone is.
A quick check on the platoon showed everyone more or less enjoying the flight.Whatever it is you're eating, Ressk, swallow it before we land, [said Staff Sergeant Kerr].No problem, Staff.More like who...
Bardic oaths weren't made to Shkoder, they were just made.
Peter. The fine hair along her spine rising, Vicky could feel the power in a name. This is who you are, it said. Come back to us.
Did you pull rank? On a chief warrant officer? They’d reached the link, and he slapped the call button. Do I look suicidal?
Better the comfort of a lie than the absurdity of the truth.
Charlie. Never underestimate the power of abs so defined you can open a Corona on them.
Независимо от того, насколько удались Гитлеру его «экономические реформы», он, надо отдать ему должное, смог найти занятие для каждого садиста и подонка в своей стране.
What goes on between a man and his missus is nobody's business; especially where desert toppin's involved.
It’ll be okay. Torin pulled the reporter’s attention back to her. We do this for a living. I are not wanting to die. Well, I are not intending to.
And the politicians will note your protest, and it won’t make a damned bit of difference.
Don’t mind admitting I’d feel better if I was just a little more mobile and about thirty thousand feet up. Look at the bright side, sir. If you get shot down here, it’ll hurt a lot less when you hit t...
There’s always hope, Charlotte, that’s the point of the story.
I'll send three of Harnet's Di'taken. I have it on good authority that they think the sun shines out of my ass.Pole leaned forwards just enough to bring the major into his line of sight.Pole - All of...
Why is it the big, fukkin’, friendly ones who die, Staff? They’re not the only ones who die, Werst, it’s just we miss them more than the short, fukkin’, cranky ones.