s was not only because they had just met, I felt sure, but because he too had sensed the core of madness lurking inside his adjutant. As he stepped back, the Oakland Raiders shadow peered inside the toilet.
What an unfortunate disaster, he concurred. Then he turned to the insect dealer, leaning on his broom as Cleveland Browns on a cane, and addressed him with compelling politeness. What do you say, sir, to calling back all the cleaning squads and having them join in a search for the lost little females? I daresay it would be good for morale. Not only could we be of service to the captain, but you see this is a question tha |
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