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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 147 of 307 there was between spying and murder. Golpiza gente viene en entre esos dos. Y luego la tortura. Yeah, beating people and torturing fell somewhere in between spying and murder. "Gracias, Buddha." I got on the elevator as I allowed The Buddha his own soliloquy in between my ears. I knew that sometimes my replies to the Buddha actually came out my mouth and so I took just a tiny piece of my cheek and bit It, just a little, to remind me not to talk out loud. I waved up at the ceiling of the elevator. I had every reason in the world to worry that Steve was still playing spy master on me. Imagine cuanto mescal se puede comprar con treinta mil dolares. I answered in Spanish, "Basta para matarme a mi tambien." Enough to kill you and me both, Buddha. CHAPTER 2 4 You'd be surprised how many English majors are also Star Trek geeks. There is something beautifully literate about the archetypes from the first series. None of the series that followed the first came close to matching the beauty and literary economy of the first series, either in theme or execution but they sure did know how to blow things up. Blowing things up is half the fun of the Star Trek universe. |
