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Today’s quote- “Those idiots couldn’t organize a bun fight in a bakery. They couldn't manage a booze-up in a brewery. They couldn’t organize a blowjob in a brothel. They couldn’t—”
Context - Cecil is a duocorn. A unicorn with 2 horns. He is Susan’s servant/stylist/designer/tailor/chef/bodyguard and is the size of a Shetland pony. Susan is the (starving) Chosen one.
“Ooh. Grilled cheese. Look at me, I’m an American, and I need a grilled cheese,” he said snarkily. He popped me in the back of the head with his hoof. “Get out of the way. I’ll make you a croque monsieur.”
Long one today…
“Ex-fucking-scuse me, my good bitch.” Cecil whinnied behind me, outraged. “What do you think you’re doing?
“I’m starving, Cecil.” I pulled out a circular packet, thumbing it experimentally. It looked promising. “We haven’t had breakfast yet. I have a hankering for a grilled cheese.
Book quote:
“I had the shooting accuracy of a blind rat stricken with palsy.”
Another book quote…
Chinese Crested Powderpuff?
Same!
Yeah. Same. Sciatica for me. Sometimes I ache in the morning after I wake up. Who strains themselves while sleeping?
From time to time, I post quotes from books I’m reading. Tonight’s: “No one in the history of butter,” he returned, “has ever said that’s too much butter.”