"The sh*t's gonna splatter, start buggin, yo..." Mencheres to Cat"
"You ought to be ashamed of yourself, running around, not married, staying out all night. Ashamed!" "Ashamed!" my grandmother echoed. Good to know they still agreed on things after forty-three years of marriage."
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Source: Jeaniene Frost (2010). “Halfway to the Grave: A Night Huntress Novel”, p.157, Hachette UK
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