Discretion is the better part of not getting exsanguinated.
Jim ButcherMots clés paraphrased discretion harry-dresden valor
Seedy wasn't a fair description for the place, because seeds imply eventual regrowth and renewal.
Jim ButcherMots clés humorous harry-dresden
It would require a singularly stupid man to go hang around in narrow tunnels and cramped spaces alongside a threat like that.
"And I, Harry Dresden, am that man," I stated.
Mots clés harry-dresden laugh-at-yourself
There should be a rule against your own inner monologue throwing around that much sarcasm.
Jim ButcherMots clés sarcasm harry-dresden
My office is in a building in midtown Chicago. It's an older building, and not in the best of shape, especially since there was that problem with the elevator last year. I don't care what anyone says, that wasn't my fault. when a giant scorpion the size of an Irish wolfhound is tearing its way through the roof of your elevator car, you get real willing to take desperate measures.
Jim ButcherMots clés humor harry-dresden
Epic sex?" I sputtered. "By what standards, precisely, is sex judged to be epic?"
"And tons and tons of mortal simps like you used as pawns." Bob sighed happily, ignoring my question. "There are no words. It was like the Lord of the Rings and All My Children made a baby with the Macho Man Randy Savage and a Whac-A-Mole machine.
Mots clés sex harry-dresden bob-the-skull
So we get a plan," I said. "Any suggestions?"
"Blow up the building," Kincaid said without looking up. "That works good for vampires. Then soak what's left in gasoline. Set it on fire. Then blow it all up again."
"For future reference, I was sort of hoping for a suggestion that didn't sound like it came from that Bolshevik Muppet with all the dynamite.
Mots clés humor vampires harry-dresden
Screw up my life?" He stared at me for a second and then said, deadpan, "I'm a five-foot-three, thirty-seven-year-old, single, Jewish medical examiner who needs to pick up his lederhosen from the dry cleaners so that he can play in a one-man polka band at Oktoberfest tomorrow." He pushed up his glasses with his forefinger, folded his arms, and said, "Do your worst.
Jim ButcherMots clés humor harry-dresden
But I don't understand God. I don't understand how he could see the way people treat one another, and not chalk up the whole human race as a bad idea.
Jim ButcherMots clés god harry-dresden human-race grave-peril
No matter where you go, there you are. [- Uriel to Harry Dresden]
Jim ButcherMots clés harry-dresden uriel
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