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I doubted vampire stuff would work on my disembodied father. He might have been a soulless bastard, but he was not an actual vampire.

Devon Monk

Stichwörter: humor

Since I didn't have a spork handy, I leaned over the sink and scooped up a palmful of cold water and pressed it against my face. There had to be a better option than a violent sporking. There had to be a way to get rid of my dad.

Devon Monk

Stichwörter: humor

The pink rose Zayvion had given me looked a little worse for the wear, but it wasn't dead yet. Tough flowers, roses.

Devon Monk

Stichwörter: humor

Hallelujah might be putting itself on the map, but that mark would be made in blood, as well as iron.

Devon Monk

Is there an option C? Take a vacation somewhere sunny, and drink a lot of rum until the world unfucks itself?

Devon Monk

How many do you see?" Zayvion asked.
"What's more than a swarm?" Shame said.
"A mob?" Terric suggested.
"No, like if a girl mob met a boy mob and then they decided to repopulate the earth with billions of baby mobs, how many is that?"
"Too many." Zay said, "Are we talking thousands?"
There was a pause, then from Shame,"Yes." And that was in his serious voice.

Devon Monk

Last time you walked into death, Jones was miserable to be around."
"I was in a coma." Zay said.
"Like I said no fun at all. I have pictures to prove it." Shame smiled and leaned back in the seat.

Devon Monk

Rough night?" Zay asked.
"Oh, no. Glorious, thanks. Mum had me cross-checking data on solid Veiled all damn night.Fuckin' A, there better be a shot of whiskey at the end of this damn morning."
"Nola said she'd have fresh coffee," I said.
"Whiskey. I'll say it slow: whiiiskey.

Devon Monk