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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 114 of 307 Would the world disintegrate if I uttered this syllable? Would a gaping chasm open beneath me to swallow me up yum yum and then scoop up a few ancient slots before it licked it lips and burped cartoony? "No." "What?" Steve growled. "I did not sign up for following people. Especially not in one of the police capitals of the world." "Put a coin in your slot, you're starting to shake." "Is there a zoom on that camera?" "Yes, and you look like you're about to cry." There were two words that almost flew out of the Nonabrasive Nephi's mouth right then. I can write them for you like this: Yuck Foo. I know I do not seem like the average member of my church but it is hard to break certain habits (unless I am in a habit-breaking mood) and right now I did not want to get into a screaming fit and drop what members of my church call the F-Bomb. I can cuss. I know all the cuss words, but • I don't think they give me any stronger position in an argument. Remember, I don't like argument to begin with. I don't like disagreement or contention of any kind. In this way, I am just like the other members of my church. I inhaled softly and deposited a quarter from my little plastic bucket into the quarter slot. I pulled the machine lever. |