Money is good!
I know! I've been writing like mad, and I've accomplished quite a bit. I'm just at that point where there's only an hour left and I don't want to start a section that I can't finish. Bah. Guess I'll have to do it anyway. For the monies.
"These are pristine islands, not the place where you would expect to find a bunch of severed feet."
Exactly where would you expect to find a bunch of severed feet?
Messy serial killer's house?
Exactly where would you expect to find a bunch of severed feet?
The Island of Carnivorous Socks?
Las Vegas, Miami, New York City.
What color's the lighting?
When I hear capital-C Christians bemoaning liberal laws that are contrary to their perceived commandments, et cetera, I have to bite my tongue to stop from telling them that faith has to be tested or it's worth nothing. God put an apple and a serpent in paradise for a reason, not just because He was forgetful, you know?
Leading them right into a diatribe on Eve, that weak-willed/temptuous bitch and how women ruin everything.
runs amok ruining everything
Look! Look! Ovaries = Chaos!! All hail the flying fallopian tube monster!!
Heh, and then I ask them if Eve went to Hell.