The human heart was never made for solitude; thoughts were meant to be expressed, feelings meant to be partaken.
In the spring of 1851, then, the lowest of the low invented the Bristlers, whom Vogt pilfered from his Field Marshal in the autumn of 1859.
lowest of the low
Bristlers
Big Jim was impressed too. Awesome, he said under his breath. I glanced at Cee and we rolled our eyes. Knowing our luck, from now on Big Jim would try to outburp the slime.
Awesome,
She goes to a Wiccan church down the road.
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