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I lifted my wand, hoping she would see this as a dramatic move, not a threat. “Why once, in my bunker at Charing Cross Station, I stalked the deadly prey known as Jelly Babies.” Neith’s eyes widened. “They are dangerous?” “Horrible,” I agreed. “Oh, they seem small alone, but they always appear in great numbers. Sticky, fattening—quite deadly. There I was, alone with only two quid and a Tube pass, beset by Jelly Babies, when…Ah, but never mind. When the Jelly Babies come for you…you will find out on your own.” She lowered her bow. “Tell me. I must know how to hunt Jelly Babies.” I looked at Walt gravely. “How many months have I trained you, Walt?” “Seven,” he said. “Almost eight.” “And have I ever deemed you worthy of hunting Jelly Babies with me?” “Uh…no. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#humor

I don't necessarily agree with everything that I say. ↗

— Marshall McLuhan

#humor

And, as Stevie Rae would have said, Kalona was as wrong as manboobs. ↗

— P.C. Cast

#the-house-of-night #humor

Leo could run pretty fast when someone was trying to kill him. Sadly, he’d had a lot of practice. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#humor

face touchage" "lame-sauce" "Sulky McSulkerton ↗