There's No Point In Defending Camp If

Seriously, Who Curses You With Their Dying Breath And Says, I Hope Your Eye Twitches!

Tyson Was Still Staring At Chiron In Amazement. He Whimpered Like He Wanted To Pat Chiron's Flank But Was Afraid To Come Closer. "pony?

Her Freckles Were Orange, As If Somebody Had Spray-painted Her Face With Liquid Cheetos.

If You Don't Like It You Can Kiss My Quiver

Hermes Has Threatened Me With Slow Mail. Lousy Internet Service And A Horrible Stock Market If I Publish This Story. I Hope He Is Just Bluffing.