I thought you people had a manual for this kind of thing.”
He laughed. “We have a manual. Magic doesn’t.
Stichwörter: humor
Shame scowled. “How about I just make you angry again? That coat makes you look fat.”
“Even more reason to take the stairs.
Stichwörter: humor
Fucking hell.” He sighed dramatically. “I hate you, Beckstrom.”
“Hold on to that,” I said. “You know, because anger will get you there.
Stichwörter: humor
You coming in here?” I asked.
“Afraid I’ll gnaw on your stepmother?
Stichwörter: humor
Keep digging, Flynn. Six feet makes a grave.
Devon MonkStichwörter: humor
So if my ability to meditate was what was going to save the world, or at least save Portland, then I was pretty sure we should all think about moving to Seattle.
Devon MonkStichwörter: humor
I was about to meditate like no one had ever meditated before.
Devon MonkStichwörter: humor
I wouldn’t want you to get in the shower and then pass out or some such. How about if I help you get out of your clothes? I’m an expert in platonic undressings.” He gave me that wicked smile. “Give it a rest. I’m not going to strip naked in front of you, and I’d rather pee in private.” “Half the injuries in a home happen in the bathroom. What kind of friend would I be to let you face that kind of danger alone? I mean, sure, you walked out of death, but this is a shower.” “Shame. Get out of my bathroom.
Devon MonkStichwörter: shame allie devon-monk
Meditate, he’d said. Jingo Jingo was such a joker.
Devon MonkStichwörter: humor
I was now officially Beckstrom the storm rod. And I hated it.
Devon MonkStichwörter: humor
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