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The point that must be made is that although Herrena the Henna-Haired
Harridan would look quite stunning after a good bath, a heavy-duty
manicure, and the pick of the leather racks in Woo Hung Ling's Oriental
Exotica and Martial Aids on Heroes Street, she was currently quite sensibly
dressed in light chain mail, soft boots, and a short sword. All right,
maybe the boots were leather. But not black.
(The Light Fantastic)
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* CosmicRay wishes he had some strippers here....
<CosmicRay> err, wire strippers
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"If it's not loud, it doesn't work!"
-- Blank Reg, from "Max Headroom"
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Nothing is as simple as it seems at first
Or as hopeless as it seems in the middle
Or as finished as it seems in the end.
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Zoe: "Are those grenades?"
Jayne: "Cap'n doesn't want 'em."
Zoe: "We're robbing the place. We're not occupying it."
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Вернется:
1-3 раза - твои друзья лохи, которые не бомбят Донецк.
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