

an italicized "snap"Jack sat down in the middle of the floor and started prying at the back of the camera. The plastic hinge was too small. His lips slowly began to purse as he sat up straighter, picking at the little hook with his fingernail. It caught and slipped and then caught again and it bent upwards but didnt open and slipped off and caught and almostalmostwell, fuck it. He let out a breath and flipped the camera over to look coolly into the glass eye. It stared back. Like like an alien made of plastic. It looked cocky. He rose up on his knees, shouan italicized "snap"


AtmosphereLolita is a book Ive read through exactly once in my life. I like having it on me, though. Gives you a certain air. So I naturally brought it along. My Johannes Cabal came, too, with vague notions of being witty without being another SparkNotes text. They fit comfortably in the crook of my arm. Easy to casually carryor to carry casually, I should say. And so it was, as I held them with my warmest coat on, to walk the gloomy sidewalk path up to town. Prepared for any mood. Of course, two steps out the door, it began to rain, so I grabbed mAtmosphere
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I wish Joss Whedon wrote the script for my life. Not so much the plot, because then all my friends and family would be dead. But the dialogue would be nice.
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"Oh, my vord, vake up and smell zer garlic! Oh, zer stories I could tell you." Otto paused. "But I von't because I don't do zat sort of thing any more, now that I have seen the daylight."
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"Oh, my vord, vake up and smell zer garlic! Oh, zer stories I could tell you." Otto paused. "But I von't because I don't do zat sort of thing any more, now that I have seen the daylight."
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Black Knight: "Tis but a scratch, now come on you pansy!"
"Tis but a flesh wound"
Arthur:"What are you going to do? Bleed on me?"
Black Knight: "I am invincible!"
"Come back you yellow bastards, I'll bite your legs off"
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"Now, now. Perfectly symmetrical violence never solved anything."
"Have you seen how much cotton candy he can eat?"
"Oh my, yes. 5.1 pounds. That's why his blood is so good on pancakes."
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"Oh, my vord, vake up and smell zer garlic! Oh, zer stories I could tell you." Otto paused. "But I von't because I don't do zat sort of thing any more, now that I have seen the daylight."
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"Now, now. Perfectly symmetrical violence never solved anything."
"Have you seen how much cotton candy he can eat?"
"Oh my, yes. 5.1 pounds. That's why his blood is so good on pancakes."
Sold my soul to *Z-A-D-R
Because I did.
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"Oh, my vord, vake up and smell zer garlic! Oh, zer stories I could tell you." Otto paused. "But I von't because I don't do zat sort of thing any more, now that I have seen the daylight."
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