“ Is it colour?’‘Oh yes.’‘You don’t let me down.You are my ambassador to pr0n, man. ”
Just for a while: Death's opening chat-up line in His great seduction, before he drugged you with soporific comforts, distracted you with minor luxuries and ensnared you with long-term payment plans.Join the Rat Race just for a while.Concentrate on your career just for a while.Move in with your girlfriend just for a while.Find a bigger place, out in the burbs just for a while.Lie down in that wooden box just for a while.
~ Christopher Brookmyre
People didn't really like McDonald's, same as her mum didn't really like Catholicism, but when you were new in town, at least it was a known quantity. So that'll be a Quarter-Pounder and a Communion Wafer meal-deal to go.
He felt water run down his back from the damp brickwork he was sitting against, and as he worried distantly about corrosion he realised you can always fall a little further. A moment ago he thought he'd bottomed out, but now he was concerned about personal rust. Mother of fuck.
I suppose there are some advantages to this place,' he admitted. 'I bet it's fucking raining in Stirling.
