Kind of like winning the fifty-meter ass-stroke in the Loserlympics

“And what do you know, John's hands flew through the positionsof ASL in various …”

“Scrambling through the drifts, Blay rushed over and landed on his knees. Qhuinn…”

“Wrath jammed a finger in V’s face. “Don’t follow me. We clear? You don’t follow…”

“Do not kill him. That shit would totally bum Jane out.”