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She gave the horse’s chin a deliberate, final scratching. “Yes, my lord.” Baron Sutcliffe, was entirely too big to stalk about a busy stable as quietly as a hungry tom cat. He spoke softly too, in the cultured tones of a gentleman, but Chesterton had paled at the sight of his ...
Much scratching of heads and inter-staff huddling later, the young lady informed us that she had “unlocked” the account and now everything would work. Jolly good. Ha ha. No prizes for guessing that this is not the end of the saga. That was the day we boarded, Wednesday. It took u...
And, of course, there is the scratching. My mother has arthritic hands. After one giant monopoly board, she was worse off than Jerry Seinfeld after signing his Japanese royalty cheques. One can only hope that she wins a huge payoff. If only so she can afford laser eye repair and physiot...
So do I creep along there, round Gumma’s, bearing pork scratchings as payment. High-risk behaviour, I suppose — they’d love my hide, the Northsiders — but then what isn’t, these days? The Northside, as it was once explained to me by the psychologist Weasel Paul, is a side-...
Swaying from side to side he stood there enjoying the companionship of his friend, the friend he loved, and absorbing the delicious sensations of the scratching.Numa, the lion, caught the scent of man, and warily stalked it until he came within sight of his prey upon the head of the ...
(e.g., stunning, bleeding, scratching, or refrigerating the carcasses). Capon meat has a number of biological features that are highly valuable, which is why their use in intensive systems has a lot of potential. As far as research is concerned, capon meat obtained from the Transylvanian ...
As the world endured its final, agonising demise, the mortal races of the Old World fought to the very last against the encroaching darkness which sought to consume them all. To the west, in the distant lands of Naggaroth, the followers of Khorne descended southwards with black banners ...
which filled his black-thatched head. Little, or nothing, of what he said did Tantor understand; but Tantor is a good listener. Swaying from side to side he stood there enjoying the companionship of his friend, the friend he loved, and absorbing the delicious sensations of the scratching....
Any Way You Cut it, Any Poll You Read, Any Millennial You Talk to, Woman You Listen to, or Person of Color Who Trusts You — Everyone Already Knows the Historic Shift That Has Taken Place