-I die. Before I die my body turns hair-side-in. People come from everywhere to see the insides of themselves. But the sight makes them lose the will, and all die. O the embarrassment.
Joe HaldemanStichwörter: tang-apology
I die. I breathe in and breahe in and cannot exhale. I explode all over my friends. They forget my name and pretend it is dung. They wash off in the square and the well becomes polluted. All die. O the embarrassment.
Joe HaldemanStichwörter: tang-apology
-I die. I,uh, have a terrible fever in my head and it gets hotter and hotter and hotter until my head is a fire, a forge, a star. I set the world on fire and everybody dies. O the embarrassment.
Joe HaldemanStichwörter: tang-apology
-This is embarrassing. I uh, die and, um the last breath from my lungs is a terrible acid. It melts the seaward wall of the city and a hurricane comes and washes it away. All die. O the embarrassment
-You're much better at that than he was.
Stichwörter: tang-apology
-I die. My footprints are cursed. I walk around the village not knowing that all who cross where I have been will stay in estrous zero and bear no young. Eventually all die. O the embarrassment.
Joe HaldemanStichwörter: tang-apology
Scots, wha hae wi' Wallace bled;
Scots, wham Bruce has aften led,
Welcome to your glory bed,
Or to victory.
Sitting here in a bar with an asexual cyborg who is probably the only other normal person on the whole goddamned planet.
Joe HaldemanI was too old-fashioned male-chauv to allow that; we discussed for a minute and I wound up with the couch
Joe HaldemanStichwörter: feminism chauvinism old-fashioned
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