The beautiful girl looked around wildly. “Who’s doing this?”
“The mob, I think,” I said.
“The militias!” said Uncle Willy.
“How do we get out of here?”
“I’m not sure…”
“They’ve come with their ammo and their canned goods!”
“There must be a way out!”
“Well, we got in here
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Damn, woman. This is why you won four Hugos in one year. You're amazing.
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Just promise, that some day in the future, you'll put all these starts together in some sort of chap book so the insanity loss can be shared?
*Running off howling with laughter*
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Nom nom nom.
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<3!
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