Sunday, April 26, 2009

Pop art chuck berry on pink

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Don’t have to act, can do it automatic,” said Nanny. “Acting half my age . . . now that’s the difficult trick. Anyway, you didn’t answer me.”
To the surprise of Nanny, and of Ridcully, and possibly even of Granny Weatherwax herself, she slipped her arm around Ridcully’s arm.
“Mr. Ridcullyvolunteered.
“Maybe old times. Maybe other times.”
The unicorn reached the forest, and galloped onward.
The waters of the Lancre gushed below. No one crossed the same water twice, even on a bridge.
Ridcully dropped a pebble. It went plunk. and I are going to have a stroll down to the bridge.”“We are?” said Ridcully512LORDS fiHQ LftQfEQ“Oh, that’s nice.”“Gytha Ogg, if you keep on looking at me like that Ishall give you a right ding around the ear.”“Sorry, Esme,” said Nanny.“Good.”“I expect you want to talk about old times,” Nanny

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