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Greetings everyone.
I'm back.
With a vengeance.
And look what the nice people at The Herald gave me.
"because you're not quite evil enough. You're semi-evil, you're quasi-evil, you're the margarine of evil, you're the diet coke of evil, just one calorie, not "evil" enough."
-Dr. Evil, Austin Powers
"And so, may Evil beware and may Good dress warmly and eat lots of fresh vegetables."
-The Tick
"Death is one of the few things that can be done as easily lying down. The difference between sex and death is that with death you can do it alone and no one is going to make fun of you." Woody Allen
"What are you talking about? "
"Never mind, eat the fruit. "
"You know, this place almost looks like the Garden of Eden. "
"Eat the fruit. "
"Sounds quite like it too. "
-The hitchhikers guide to the galaxy (page 288)
"One's never alone with a rubber duck. "
-The hitchhikers guide to the galaxy (page 299)
Just because it's not nice doesn't mean it's not miraculous.
-- (Terry Pratchett, Interesting Times)
There are, it has been said, two types of people in the world. There are those who, when presented with a glass that is exactly half full, say: this glass is half full. And then there are those who say: this glass is half empty. The world belongs, however, to those who can look at the glass and say: What's up with this glass? Excuse me? Excuse me? This is my glass? I don't think so. My glass was full! And it was a bigger glass!
-- (Terry Pratchett, The Truth)
Stewie: Excellent, the mind control device is nearing completion!
Lois: Stewie, no toys at the table. (Takes mind control device.)
Stewie: Damn you vile woman! You've impeded my work since the day I escaped from your wretched womb.
Lois: Don't pout now sweetie, when you were born the doctor told us you were the happiest newborn he'd ever delivered.
Stewie: But of course. That was my victory day! The fruition of my deeply laid plans to escape from that cursed ovarion bastille! Return the device woman!
Lois: No toys, Stewie.
Stewie: Very well then. But mark my words, when you least expect it, your uppance shall come.
-- Family Guy
This is a little tidbit from my (nearly finished!!!) full-length novel. Sorrowseeker. (dramatic chord)
Her eyes flickered as she lay quietly sleeping beneath the car. She hadn't known whose car it was, and she hadn't cared. Anywhere was better than out in the torrential rain. She had tried to hide under shop awnings, but shopkeepers had given her evil looks, and plus, they could find her better when she was out in the open, and she couldn't risk that. The rain was running under the car, forming rivulets around her, carrying twigs, dead leaves and trash away, like a cleansing flood. The debris became entangled in her long brown hair, which was already matted and dirty from two days of frantic running through the undergrowth and hiding in filthy places. With rivers around her, and the sky falling above her, she smiled as she slept.
R.I.P: Lynton Rabie.
: Graham Murray.
: John Lister.
: Neil De Beaver.
: Janine Nathaniel.
To my lost friends, Tashakkor, may you rest in peace. Go well, Salam aleikum.
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