To Sally, Who Showed Me The Benefits

Mimi Was Massaging Salander's Back And Neck. She Had Been Kneading Intently For 20 Minutes While Salander Mainly Enjoyed Herself And Uttered An Occasional Groan Of Pleasure. A Massage From Mimi Was A Fantastic Experience, And She Felt Like A Kitten Who Just Wanted To Purr And Wave Its Paws Around.

You Walk Around Feeling Like A Teenager And Immortal Your Whole Life, And Suddenly There Isn't Much Time Left.

When This Is All Over I'm Going To Found An Association Called 'the Knights Of The Idiotic Table' And Its Purpose Will Be To Arrange An Annual Dinner Where We Tell Stories About Lisbeth Salander. You're All Members.

Been There, Done That, Got The T-shirt.

Isn't It Fascinating That Nazis Always Manage To Adopt The Word Freedom?