Anger

“Women are not objects.”

She's not easily moved.

I asked her if immovability factored at all in her thinking.

The next thing I remember is waking up in a beeping room with a straw down my throat.

Just because you’re paranoid...

Munchley, the paranoid but astute crocodile

Munchley knew he had paranoid tendencies. 

Still, Linus had never been late with the ledgers before.  
And they were warm to the touch.

If Linus had, in fact, cooked the books, he’d soon be cooking his own left hand, no mistake.
And eating it too, all while still attached.

“Wonder how that’ll go,” Munchley mused.

If there’s Nothing Shaking Come this here July...

Magnanimous in victory, clueless to what's coming.

It just goes to show you, one minute you’ve got life by the throat, radiating your beatific, gracious-in-victory grin.

The next, you’re wondering how long it’s going to take the giant hole in your chest to close.

Tzartrek is thwarted!

Tzartrek shakes his fist in rage!

But we’ve not heard the last of him. You can bet the rings of Uranus on it.

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