Monday, April 27, 2009

Thomas Kinkade Courage

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expression. 'The cook always does a mixed grill of a Wednesday night. No-one ever eats the black pudding. So it's round the kitchens, see,Vimes crossed to the hole in the wall and peered inside. A couple of Assassins glanced at Dr Cruces and reached nonchalantly towards various areas of their clothing. He shook his head. His caution woof woof, beg beg, who's a good boy then, look at the little bugger, he looks as though he understands every word I'm sayin', let's see what we've got here for a good doggy . . .'He looked embarrassed for a moment.'Pride is all very well, but a sausage is a sausage,' he said. 'Fireworks?' said Vimes.Dr Cruces looked like a man grasping a floating log in a choppy sea.'Yes. Fireworks. Yes. For Founder's Day. Unfortunately someone threw away a lighted match which ignited the box.' Dr Cruces suddenly smiled. 'My dear Captain Vimes,' he said, clapping his hands, 'much as I appreciate your concern, I really—''They were stored in that room over there?' said Vimes.'Yes, but that's of no account—' might

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