Kid. You just made the last mistake of your life.'
'God,' I said. 'I wish.
I can't be under arrest right now,” I said back to him. “I don't have the time.
Jim ButcherI believe that there's a cloud for every silver lining,' I said.
Jim ButcherI clenched my jaw as hard as I could. It wasn't much of a stretch to keep pretending to be angry, but I tried to go all Method actor on them. Eat your heart out, Sir Ian.
Jim ButcherMots clés humor
Dresden. Am I interrupting something?"
"Well, I was going to settle down with a porn video and a bottle of baby oil, but I really don't have enough for two.
This is Waldo Butters, and his geek penis is longer and harder than any of ours put together.
Jim ButcherStop learning, start dying.
Jim ButcherHe seemed to be at that most dangerous of ages, where strength, skill, and confidence met naïveté and idealism; when young men skilled at the crafts of violence could be manipulated into employing those skills with brutal efficiency--and without questions.
Jim ButcherI grunted. It's something I picked up over a fifteen-year career in law enforcement. Men have managed to create a complex and utterly impenetrable secret language consisting of monosyllabic sounds and partial words—and they are apparently too thick to realize it exists. Maybe they really are from Mars. I'd been able to learn a few Martian phrases over time, and one of the useful ones was the grunt that meant "I acknowledge that I've heard what you said; please continue.
Jim ButcherMots clés humor communication men-and-women
I felt my face stretch in a victorious smile. The potion had worked. I was inside. I had to suppress an urge to break into a soft shoe routine. Sometimes being able to use magic was so cool.
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