From Chevy to Ford
“Okay. Well, I’m just gonna say that your popular media inspired me to a new level of decadence. I mean, I’m like a Darkseid MMA version of the WWE. You know the word ‘turpitude?’”
“Okay. Well, I’m just gonna say that your popular media inspired me to a new level of decadence. I mean, I’m like a Darkseid MMA version of the WWE. You know the word ‘turpitude?’”
Jaded characters, fraying traditions, nail-biting b-ball, and a creature determined to hold it all to account. Grimace through the horror tropes and you’ve got a great novel.
The trilogy’s close is contrived and predictable, but nonetheless accomplishes what fans usually want: tight style, fun asides, and plenty of tension!
I like my new dentist, truly. Yes. She’s just great . . .
A Winter Solstice tale by an old Irish storyteller, maybe even believable . . .
A Winter Solstice tale of a peculiar kind of terror, this story was recently discovered (2011) among a collection of du Maurier’s works completed around the age of 21. This story has mature themes.
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