
Comment no.328 posted by Victoria: Before them we were all imprinted by the vision of that gun-toting idiot, Arafat, standing before the UN, uncovering his shoulder holster and yelling don't make me use this. You knew this all along, and you didn't tell me? I turned to face him.
Comment no.329 posted by Samantha: Very little fishing gets done any more. For the next hour we sucked and fucked, switching partners.
Comment no.330 posted by Parker: Scott nodded. how could he know my name.