He tried to push Kissu into his cage, but the cougar charged back out and sank his canines into Wilson's rump.
No sweet scent of the exotic cheroot taints the air, there are scarcely even any smokers, and no one seems to be employing the men's room either to take on fuel or to make a brisk exchange of spermatozoa.
That party was an all-nighter.
[…] the volunteer from the 9th company was shot because he wouldn't advance and made the excuse that he had swollen legs and was flat-footed.
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