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Pa-rump, pa-rump, pa-rump. He's the Little Drummer Boy on speed.
Hester bade little Pearl run down to the margin of the water, and play with the shells and tangled sea-weed, until she should have talked awhile with yonder gatherer of herbs.
The asp doth on his feeder feed.
Hera the cow queen,
It's not a loup cage, you know,' I told her. 'It's a holding cell. Or safe room. or secure room. I don't think Jim ever settled on a term he could live with.'
'Aha. It's a loup cage.' Andrea cleared her throat. 'I touched it with my finger and it hurt. Is that in case of marital problems?
Pigpen frowns. "He's been slippery, but I've got him. I'll be fucking up his world real soon."
Pigpen produced hard evidence against Kyle and his three other buddies who had been using that Bragger site to blackmail girls from school.
Damn, Ripper," Cox said, snorting. "You're so pussywhipped you need your old lady defendin' you?"
"Cox, don't speak," Kamie said. "It makes you less hot.
Hester, recently married herself, and knowing the depth and the sweep of love, ached for Callandra that she sacrificed so much. And yet loving her husband as she did, for all his faults and vulnerabilities, Hester, too, would rather have been alone than accept anyone else.
As the ample Hedda, who disguised her ampleness behind a billow of yellow summer dress, told it, her life up 'til she hoisted this very bloody mary in her hand was a convoluted tale of bubbly love gone flat, fine talents unnoticed and similarly woeful bullshit.
Peeple of zee wurl, relax
In Greek, Humanity, anthropotita, is female and it feels suitable
to call her a she from now on. She is all. She is the poet of
the universe, She is the image that god was crafted to resemble.
She is the Imago Dei.
The female characters in 'Peep Show' are not 'strong': they are idiots. As idiotic as the men.
These women whose antics we smirk at good-naturedly in the pap-traps put themselves out there at least partly on their beauty; they are in showbiz, and showing what they've got is part of their business as much as it is for male show-ponies from the Chippendales to George Clooney.
Pigpen's on the move.
Storm. I shall call her Storm.
Only, it's not an it. It's a her. A zombie. A woman. A zombie woman. She's older than Janine, closer to my age, maybe early thirties, missing a little bit of her face, but otherwise sort of pretty in a melancholy way.
It was SHE. Whoever has loved knows all the radiant meaning contained in the three letters of this word 'she.
Don't mind her," Kip said to Nicki. "She's just crabby from the long ride." "Yeah, I've been riding with...I mean on...a horse's ass all day," Abbey quipped.
Helion let out a dark laugh.
The whorl of her stars.
Umlaut snaps around and we cut to a blond apparition in her early twenties, clearly descended from Olympus by way of Hugh Hefner's mansion.
She vs. Sex [10w]
"She knows everything about sex
except how to enjoy it.
Heav'n first taught letters for some wretch's aid, Some banish'd lover, or some captive maid.
You should change your Password"
"not exactly a priority so I haven't got'round to it"
"I'll do it for you"I offered.
His arms gave me a squeeze and he grinned.
"What'll you chose?"
before I could stop my mouth from forming the words, I said "Shebitchfromhell666
Heloise learned to love Abelard solely for who he was. That forbidden love brought her nothing but pain, but she would rather have shame and pain with Abelard than peace and happiness without him.
Pigpen is in his late twenties and thinks he's all handsome with his blonde hair and big muscles. Because he was a Navy SEAL or Army Ranger or something outrageous like that, he also thinks he's awesome, but he doesn't impress.
Do you know why you feel destined for something greater?"
"Why?" Kip asked, quiet, hopeful.
"Because you're an arrogant little shit.
She [Comedy] it is who proposes the correcting of pretentiousness, of inflation, of dulness, and of the vestiges of rawness and grossness to be found among us. She is the ultimate civilizer, the polisher, a sweet cook.
Marvin," he said, "just get this elevator go up will you? We've got to get to Zarniwoop."
"Why?" asked Marvin dolefully.
"I don't know," said Zaphod, "but when I find him, he'd better have a very good reason for me wanting to see him.
I really shouldn't leave," Zach said, terrified what would happen the second he found himself alone with Nora.
"Come on, Zach. This party sucks and not in the good way. I've had pap smears more fun than this."
Zach covered a laugh with a cough.
"I must admit you do have a way with words.
Coach Hedge yelled,"Thar she blows! Kansas, ahoy!"
"Holy Hephaestus," Leo muttered. "He really needs to work on his shipspeak.
Hello, pretty hag," he said.
"Wolf," she teased. "You look good enough to eat."
One of his eyebrows rose. "Why is it when I tell you that, you look ready to bolt for the door?"
She braced her hands on her hips. "I do not," she said, indignant. "At least not anymore.
In this day when God is often referred to as 'It' or 'She' or 'Goddess' for the sake of leveling, I must say I can't recall Satan ever being referred to as 'She.'
It must be some book," she said as she knelt down next to the bed ... "Did that boy give it to you?" She asked out of nowhere.
"By 'it' do you mean herpes?"
"You are too much," Mom said, "The book, Hazel. I mean the book.
Hark to the sky of a seagull!
He cries because he's not an eagle.
Oh, what if you were you silly he-gull?
What would you say to your she-gull?
It would seem that, years later, Heath Hextall still had the ability to make her feel safe and valuable and visible, just as he had done as a boy. He was, at this moment, and as he had always been, an anchor in the storms she'd never seen coming.
My name is unpronounceable in your tongue, woman," it said.
"I'll be the judge of that," warned Granny, and added, "Don't call me woman."
"Very well. My name is WxrtHltl-jwlpklz," said the demon smugly.
Pigpen grins like a crazy man.
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Mandy (lentil eating, lesbian, long socks) in PR
Get your sweet ass back here. Room 2104.
Don't make me come looking for you
I will make a scene.
I will identify this motherfucking redhead.
You want to know what I'm wearing?"
"Not unless you think it'll really get me excited."
"I'm afraid clothes have to have women in them for you to get excited."
"Maybe you could talk in a high voice."
"Cut through the shit, Hap.
Sweet like syrup of ipecac, she leaves my system with my guts in her hands.
What's she like, the Peeping Tammy?" "She doesn't think about it that way, and you get it when she talks. She likes people.
What's Hecuba to him, or he to Hecuba,
That he should weep for her?
Wendy warmed my heart, earned my trust, touched my soul, and then touched me in a lot of other places. And right after we'd slept together for the very first time she looked up at me with her chocolate-brown, trustworthy doe eyes and said, I've got herpes. I thought you should know.
Yeah yeah," h said. "I waited. She was decent. Although technically, she's still naked."
"You're sch a perv," she turned on to me. "Okay, kitty. Lead on. We'll try to keep up."
"Yeah,good luck with that," Rafe said. "If she runs, we're history.
Look at you. How did you happen to me?"
Gods, shew as just going to cry if he kept this up.
"I just ... there's no one else. Ever. It's you until I no longer draw breath.
He used to call her Poppens out of fun.
You weeel catch the korpa." "The what?" "The korpa!" I declared in dire tones. "Your private parts weeel shrink to nothink!
Geep,' whuppled the parrot.
Nurse Rozetta, I won't let her catch me peering down her sweeter.
Do you give up?" Shezmu bellowed.
"No!" I yelled. "No, we don't give up. We will name you. Just ... Gosh, you're quite well muscled, arn't you? Do you work out?
Rosie Germaine Mole.
Shepley threw a french fry at his cousin. "Get your lips outta my girl's ear, Trav!" "Networking! I'm networking!
You can call me he. You can call me she. You can call me Regis and Kathie Lee; I don't care! Just as long as you call me.
Pete's voice. "You
Oh, I get it. You're doing the girlfriend - what's her name? Megan?" "Merit," answered the girl at the table. "And it's a pretty good costume." I opened my mouth to object, to proclaim that I wasn't doing Ethan's girlfriend, I was Ethan's girlfriend, and I was doing Ethan.
Then pretty soon Sherburn sort of laughed; not the pleasant kind, but the kind that makes you feel like when you are eating bread that's got sand in it.
Zoyd remembered her...as a tall florid girl in a minidress that bore the image, from neck to hemline, of Frank Zappa's face, thus linking her in Zoyd's mind somehow with Mount Rushmore.
A tight hard little woman humorless as a chicken.
I'm feeling around for what happens in a post-'Peep Show' world.
Pia. "Maybe I'm being paranoid."
"Paranoid is a lot better than stupid, sugar." Eva.
Is tall and rangy, with muscled thighs that start three inches apart. She looks like she probably runs up a mountain every day and doesn't even know what a KitKat is.
There's this guy in my club, Pigpen. He's about the same age as Ms. Whitlock, late twenties, and he's a walking hard-on for this woman even though she would never give him the time of day. He practically runs into walls when she's around because he's too focused on checking her out.
Owen Zupp is an award-winning writer, published author and commercial pilot with nearly 17,000 hours of flight time. He has flown all manner of machines from antique biplanes to globe-trotting Boeings and shared the journey with readers around the world in a variety of publications.
hippo. Like something that basks, anyway. Even her knitting is going better than
Her wavy blond hair
So you've finally chosen a name."
"Yes. And I'm leaving. Right now."
"Maybe you stand some chance after all. Before you go, will you do me the honour of introducing yourself?"
"Of course," Stephanie said right before she walked out of the apartment. "My name is Valkyrie Cain.
Shepley stomped into the apartment and slammed the door behind him. "She's fucking impossible!"
I kissed Travis on the cheek. "That's my cue."
"Good luck," Travis said.
I slid in beside America, and she huffed. "He's fucking impossible!
Sole reigning holds the tyranny of Heav'n.
You don't need to diet, She-Body. You are a just-right female."
"McNab?" Eve said.
"Yes, sir."
"Shut up."
"It's all right, Dallas. We're a couple."
"A couple of what? No, don't tell me. Don't talk to me. Don't talk to each other. Let there be silence across the land.
Anna, my strong, terrifying Anna.
Heifer, you are not Olivia Pope.
He had taken to asking himself WWPD? (What Would Pia Do?)
Loony, Loopy Lupin.
Trent Takoda stared at the backside of the sexiest woman he'd ever met. A woman he'd spent months trying to find. To discover she was working for his brother was almost too much irony. He didn't know if he should laugh, cry, or get a drink. Maybe he'd do all three later.
Shermy: Men are better than women!
Patty: They are not!!
Shermy: Washington was a man! Jefferson was a man! Lincoln was a man!
Patty: Your mother is a woman!!
Shermy: You got me!
If she was going to live in Cow's Bowels, New York, she wanted the complete small town package. She wanted a Fourth of July parade, a country fair with an oxen pull and a pie-eating contest, and she wanted a little, homey mom-and-pop supermarket, run by Mr. Whipple himself.
I'm turning you into a girl
chasing a butterfly, a she-wolf
on a hilltop, & then back into a woman.
this what female
You two are just up the stairs. Next to my room, so I can keep an eye on you should you get up to anything."
"What's your name so I can call it out during wild sex?
A modern child could teach old Hepzibah more than old Hepzibah could teach the child.
It was Sophie ( Sophie Arp Tauber, woman artist and later Arp's wife) who, by the example of her work and her life, both of them bathed in clarity, showed me the right way. In her world, the high and the low, the light and the dark, the eternal and the ephemeral, are balanced in prefect equilibrium.
Seriously,let me talk to her when she wakes up. Girl-to-girl."
"No offense, Chas, but you'd scare the crap out of her."
"Want to say that to my face, Coalhouse?"
"What's left of it.
Ree sat chilled inside her squat tent. To occupy her mind, she decided to name all the Miltons: Thump, Blond, Catfish, Spider, Whoop, Rooster, Scrap ... Lefty, Dog, Punch, Pinkeye, Momsy ... Cotton, Hog-jaw, Ten Penny, Peashot ...
She's a gray woman with gray sayings."
"A crape-hanger.
Do you have a boyfriend?" he asked.
"Huh?" Why would he ask her that?
"A big, mean-as-fuck, jealous guy who will break my neck with his bare hands if he knew I touched you?"
Toni shook her head.
"A raging case of herpes?"
"Of course not!"
"You're not making this any easier on me.
Debbie shuffled back through her notes. "The president of the Owyhee Land and Irrigation Company was Whipple Phillips." "Whipple?" chuckled Xela. "Yep." "Don't name 'em like that anymore," said Roger.
Why dost thou smile so at me?" inquired Hester, troubled at the expression of his eyes. "Art thou like the Black Man that haunts the forest round about us? Hast thou enticed me into a bond that will prove the ruin of my soul?"
"Not thy soul," he answered, with another smile. "No, not thine!
You would wind up as a cat, I told her. They don't need anyone else.
I need you, she replied.
Well, I said. Maybe I'll come back as catnip.
Shepley's girlfriend had introduced me to my very own form of crack. I couldn't get enough, and I didn't want to quit.
Tell me, Peppone, what other talents do you have besides erasing undesirables?"
"I enjoy a fair bit of sneaking, sir. I also enjoy pilfering and killing as a professional courtesy."
"What a delightfully horrid urchin you are."
"Thank you, sir.
I have a feeling you're right, Sherwin.'
'Simon. My name is Simon.
scary. "Willie," she
Got one," P.J. called. "Motherfucker is ball-less and singing soprano."
"Jesus, that woman is vicious," Joe muttered.
"That's our girl," Renshaw called back smugly.
She is an animal. Servile as a dog. And yet if he is careful to make no demands, to leave the air between them open, another version of the windup girl emerges. As precious and rare as a living bo tree. Her soul, emerging from within the strangling strands of her engineered DNA.
What are you two doing in here?" Mike Iglehart wore an eye-blistering white lab coat and a surly expression. "This isn't some teenage make-out room."
My face flushed scarlet. "Excuse me?"
"We were using the computer!" Ben barked. "That's it.
Now you're holding her over a bridge. How do you see this playing out, kid?" - Pigpen