Tyrannosaurus Rex made children scream—he made them urinate.Now I’m the laughing stock of the internet:a meme with tiny arms, a mockery of disability.
THE MOREAU ZOO
Do not feed the octoshark, nor the sharktopus. I’ve yet to decide which to cull, which will thrive. What would Darwin do? Hand me that blunderbuss. Never look the hypnotoad in the eye unless you want to mutate into a Cronenberg-inspired horsefly. Be warned, human, there is no mating call like that of the Jesus Monkey. Makes you wet like a tropical storm, hard like a unicorn. Nothing like a bit of inter-species if you know what I mean. Don’t throw stones at the Ko. . .
LOGIC FLOW
If you are going to drive your audience from point “A” to point you had better have a map.
That is what Logic Flow is your map to keep you on track, on point, and always focused on your Crystal Clear Objective, from start to finish.
In too many cases, slides are isolated islands, with no logical connection from one to the next -- not exactly a straight line between point "A" and point
Your slides headlines should form a straight line right up to your destina. . .
The court erupted with angry shouts of agreement. They were urging an immediate action to have her banished to the wastelands and they were not backing down. There was nothing she could say or do to convince them otherwise as even her husband did not squeak in her defence. She was done for.
Before the sun could set that day, she was escorted out of the kingdom. A crowd gathered in the streets to bid her farewell, and she had a feeling they would be celebrating once she . . .
I could feel the blood pressure in my veins; it dropped a notch after the dinging sound. The fasten seat belt sign went off, and the plane was now cruising at thirty-five thousand feet toward my new life.
I could barely wait to get there and meet the people already on the inside, the ones who’d made it. I was on my way to a new life in the rapidly growing tech industry, which was shaping the world after its own agenda. By working at the most powerful tech company in the world, SHOW, I w. . .
PART ONE
THE END OF AUTUMN
Chapter 1
Lori rose from the couch with the agility of a dancer, her heels drumming on the floor of my office as she extended her bony hand to the door handle. With fingernails glistening with fresh polish, she smiled broadly in my direction, batted her false eyelashes, and purred at me, “See you, Dr. Oren.”
I watched her leaving as I mumbled, “See you next week.” After the door closed, I . . .
As a child, I thought my parents were perfect. I wondered if they were really my parents, if maybe there had been a switch at the hospital or some immaculate intervention they would disclose to me once I was older. I sometimes imagined them dying: in a car crash, on an airplane, murdered by evil villains, and I would feel a strange mix of profound relief and sadness right before asking God for forgiveness. Their love was overwhelming, and I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to be what they wa. . .
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So much delicious food, so little time! We've selected a sumptuous dinner course from HERB for you that will stimulate your senses...and relax your mind. You don't need to be Gordon Ramsay or Bear Grylls to prepare this evening of indulgence...We hope you enjoy this sampling from the book we are so proud of - HERB: Mastering the Art of Cooking with Cannabis. Bon Appetit!
Pure flavors and a velvety te. . .
CHAPTER 1
That summer of 1970, Houston baked under a miserable sun. Detective Nick Noelle felt as miserable as the weather. Two months ago, his wife Sally had kicked him out of the cottage he’d bought just after they married, thinking this was where they’d both find peace. Last month she showed up at his crummy place in a boarding house, whipped as a dog and needing nothing from him but money. She was hooking again. Between that and this goddamn heat, he was going crazy. That morni. . .