Our camels plodded along. Katrina tried to kiss, or possibly spit on Hindenburg, and Hindenburg farted in response. I found this a depressing commentary on boy-girl relationships.

“Good job on Percy Jackson I read all of them 8 times and have listened 42 times…”

“Unless you stop him. Perhaps next we meet.""You'll be just as annoying?" I gues…”

“I thought maybe she'd whisk us off by magic, or at least hail a taxi. Instead, …”

“The word Styx got her [Mrs. O'Leary, the hellhound] excited. She probably thoug…”