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“For what you have just said to the barmaid, I hope that an off-course airship plows directly through your steamcar’s garage.”
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Lori Alden Holuta•1 min read
“I’m steamed! For your affront, I pray that werewolves of London shred your expensive striped waistcoat.”
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Lori Alden Holuta•1 min read
“Upon my grandfather’s rusty nuts, I vow that I will take a ninepenny nail to your knickers and then aim my hammer at that priceless bottle of absinthe.”
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Lori Alden Holuta•1 min read
“By Tesla’s own sparks, I swear that I will send dirty street urchins to ruin every glued-on gear on your suede boots.”
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Lori Alden Holuta•1 min read
“You have driven me to madness! In return, I pray that on your next drive you will come to regret not adequately insuring your blasted steamcar.”
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Lori Alden Holuta