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5371ce4
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"I'm calm," Rachel insisted. "Every time I'm around you, some monsters attack us. What's to be nervous about?" "Look," I said. "I'm sorry about the band room. I hope they didn't kick you our or anything." "Nah. They asked me a lot of questions about you. I played dumb." "Was it hard?" Annabeth asked."
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insult
humor
dumb
rachel-dare
percy-jackson
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Rick Riordan |
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a622a11
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"I can only assume," said Jace, "that mortal emotions amuse you because you have none of your own."
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insult
jace-wayland
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Cassandra Clare |
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52af66f
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He who takes offense when no offense is intended is a fool, and he who takes offense when offense is intended is a greater fool.
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insult
rage
inspirational
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Brigham Young |
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88914f7
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Out of my sight! Thou dost infect mine eyes.
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insult
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William Shakespeare |
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6b66624
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I've seen more intelligence in the crotch lice of harem whores.
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insult
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Christopher Moore |
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7303d93
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"8:58 We go to McDonald's. The woman in front of me in line spends more than five seconds contemplating her order. This infuriates me, "WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING FOR?? MC-SEABASS?? IT'S THE GODDAMN MCDONALDS'S MENU, IT'S BEEN THE SAME FOR TEN YEARS! IT'S ALL MCSHIT!JUST ORDER!"
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insult
mcdonalds
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Tucker Max |
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dac8c6b
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She is a peacock in everything but beauty!
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insult
humor
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Oscar Wilde |
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9c6a83c
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"If I say you're a goatherd's son, you say, 'Yes, Lord Ralon.'" Alanna gasped with fury. "I'd as soon kiss a pig! Is that what you've been doing-kissing pigs? Or being kissed?" --
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insult
humor
pigs
anger
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Tamora Pierce |
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4dfe0a8
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O me, you juggler, you canker-blossom, you thief of love!
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insult
thief-of-love
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William Shakespeare |
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4b72973
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Me? I'm being ridiculous? You're the one flirting for your thesis. What the hell kind of degree is that anyway? A doctorate of dick tease?
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insult
thesis
tease
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Erin McCarthy |
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c330ed8
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May the IRS find that you deduct your pet sheep as an entertainment expense.
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insult
humor
malediction
irs
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Christopher Moore |
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4578f1c
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You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things!
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insult
senselessness
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William Shakespeare |
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01d0291
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First you say I am a murderer - an agent in league against you - and now I am a deluded heartsick girl! Pray make up your mind so I can scoff at you with precision!
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insult
cheeky
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Gordon Dahlquist |
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84bbc57
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Let the doors be shut upon him, that he may play the fool no where but in's own house.
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insult
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William Shakespeare |
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dc06c7c
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"I will not stand here to be insulted by you, hedgepig," Mangiz fumed. "Then stand somewhere else and I'll insult you there, featherbag!!"
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insult
redwall
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Brian Jacques |
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bdcaf69
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Otulissa swelled up to twice her normal size. 'Well, SPRINK ON YOUR SPRONK!
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otulissa
insult
nonsense
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Kathryn Lasky |
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a57ce4c
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"In the political jargon of those days, the word "intellectual" was an insult. It indicated someone who did not understand life and was cut off from the people. All the Communists who were hanged at the time by other Communists were awarded such abuse. Unlike those who had their feet solidly on the ground, they were said to float in the air. So it was fair, in a way, that as punishment the ground was permanently pulled out from under their feet, that they remained suspended a little above the floor."
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insult
hanged
gallows-humour
intellectual
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Milan Kundera |
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ab4eb05
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Let me tell you, my girl, that I'm swallowing no more of your insults! And if I hear another word from you in disparagement of the Corinthian set it will be very much the worse for you!
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insult
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Georgette Heyer |
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93bfc72
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"The seer crow was outraged. "Mangiz does not forget an insult, hedgepig." Ambrose smiled cheekily. "Good, then here's a few more for you to remember, you pot-bellied, cross-eyed, feather-bottomed excuse for a duck."
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insult
redwall
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Brian Jacques |
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c5bf87c
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Richard Nixon has never been one of my favorite people, anyway. For years I've regarded his very existence as a monument to all the rancid genes and broken chromosomes that corrupt the possibilities of the American Dream; he was a foul caricature of himself, a man with no soul, no inner convictions, with the integrity of a hyena and the style of a poison toad.
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insult
politics
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Hunter S. Thompson |
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dea4851
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...the chapters on whaling in MOBY DICK can be omitted by all but the most punishment-loving readers.
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insult
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William Goldman |
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7d3a743
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The car whispered up the slope and nosed quietly out above the trees. He was driving like a careful insult.
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insult
mary-stewart
nine-coaches-waiting
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Mary Stewart |
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712cfb9
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"Hertzfeld recalled that Gates just sat there coolly, looking at Steve in the eye, before hurling back, in his squeaky voice, what became a classic zinger. "Well, Steve, I think there's more than one way of looking at it, I think it's more like we both had this rich neighbor named Xerox and I broke into his house to steal the TV set and found out that you had already stolen it."
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insult
perspective
theft
technology
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Walter Isaacson |
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07bb867
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" Hector laughed as Rider shook his head. Ainsley stiffened across from me. She was pretty fluent in Spanish and even though Hector was Puerto Rican, I had a feeling she was getting the general gist of whatever he was saying and she was not happy about it. Ainsley cocked her head to the side as she brushed her long, blond hair over her shoulder. Hector's eyes widened. Rider threw his head back and burst into laughter. "Oh, shit. Priceless." "What?" Ainsley blinked big eyes at the stunned Hector. "You think some white chick can't possibly understand another language so you're going to sit in front of me and talk about me like I'm not here?" Her smile was brittle and fake. "Bitch, please." "Man..." Hector sat back, slowly shaking his head as he stared at her. "You're...brutal." "Damn straight," she replied, her eyes like chips of blue ice. Whatever yumminess she'd seen in Hector was completely out the window now. "And you're a Hector's eyes narrowed. "I really like your friend, Mouse." Still chuckling, Rider winked at me. "She basically called him a classless ass, and I agree."
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insult
spanish
hector-luna
priceless
shocked
translation
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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15297b8
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[I]f I suffered only one fool gladly, I assure you it would be you.
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insult
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Iain M. Banks |
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632f40f
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"You speak in ignorant disdain of the foremost nation of the world," Yongxing said, growing angry himself, "like all your country-men, who show no respect for that which is superior, and insult our customs." "For which I might consider myself as owing you some apology, sir, if you yourself had not so often insulted myself and my own country, or shown respect for any customs other than your own," Laurence said."
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insult
retort
respect
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Naomi Novik |
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833dd19
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"Percy, you are dismissed from my service." "Me? Why, my lord?" "Why? Because, Percy, far from being a fit consort for a prince of the realm, you would bore the leggings off a village idiot. You ride a horse rather less well than another horse would. Your brain would make a grain of sand look large and ungainly, and the part of you that can't be mentioned, I am reliably informed by women around the court, wouldn't be worth mentioning even if it could be. If you put on a floppy hat and a funny codpiece, you might just get by as a fool, but since you wouldn't know a joke if it got up and gave you a haircut, I doubt it. That's why you're dismissed." "Oh, I see." "And as for you, Baldrick..." "Yes." "You're out, too."
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insult
humor
historical
satire
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Richard Curtis |
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3fa7634
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"This guy was making me tired. "Thanks for the afternoon's entertainment," I said. "I'll flush a copy of my bill down the toilet. You should be getting it in a couple of days."
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insult
humour
humor
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John Swartzwelder |
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d4a8e11
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Are ye ta'en with the swindle or the turn-sickness? Or are ye out of your wits?
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insult
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E.R. Eddison |
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74d2775
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"Brittany Ellis," Mrs. Peterson says, pointing to the table behind Colin. I unenthusiastically sit on the stool at my assigned place. "Alejandro Fuentes," Mrs. Peterson says, pointing to the stool next to me. I give Colin a "help me" look as I try to avoid a panic attack. I definitely should have stayed at home. In bed. Under the covers. Forget not being intimidated. "Call me Alex." Mrs. Peterson looks up from her class list and regards Alex above the glasses on her nose. ' Fuentes," she says, before changing his name on her list. "Mr. Fuentes, take off that bandanna. I have a zero tolerance policy in my class. No gang-related accessories are allowed to enter this room. Unfortunately, Alex, your reputation precedes you. Dr. Aguirre backs my zero tolerance policy one hundred percent ... do I make myself clear?" Alex stares her down before sliding the bandanna off his head, exposing raven hair that matches his eyes. "It's to cover up the lice," Colin mutters to Darlene, but I hear him and Alex does, too. Alex says to Colin, his hard eyes blazing. "Whatever, dude," Colin says, then turns around. "He can't even speak English." "That's enough, Colin. Alex, sit down." Mrs. Peterson eyes the rest of the class. "That goes for the rest of you, as well. I can't control what you do outside of this room, but in my class I'm the boss." She turns back to Alex. "Do I make myself clear?" Alex says, deliberately slow."
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insult
spanish
assigned-seats
colin-adams
alex-fuentes
mrs-peterson
brittany-ellis
argue
chemistry
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Simone Elkeles |
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2811ead
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What a shocking bad hat!' was the phrase that was next in vogue. No sooner had it become universal, than thousands of idle but sharp eyes were on the watch for the passenger whose hat shewed any signs, however slight, of ancient service. Immediately the cry arose, and, like the war-whoop of the Indians, was repeated by a hundred discordant throats. He was a wise man who, finding himself under these circumstances 'the observed of all observers,' bore his honours meekly. He who shewed symptoms of ill-feeling at the imputations cast upon his hat, only brought upon himself redoubled notice. The mob soon perceive whether a man is irritable, and, if of their own class, they love to make sport of him. When such a man, and with such a hat, passed in those days through a crowded neighbourhood, he might think himself fortunate if his annoyances were confined to the shouts and cries of the populace. The obnoxious hat was often snatched from his head and thrown into the gutter by some practical joker, and then raised, covered with mud, upon the end of a stick, for the admiration of the spectators, who held their sides with laughter, and exclaimed, in the pauses of their mirth, 'Oh, what a shocking bad hat!' 'What a shocking bad hat!' Many a nervous poor man, whose purse could but ill spare the outlay, doubtless purchased a new hat before the time, in order to avoid exposure in this manner.
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insult
hats
mocking
nervousness
hat
shame
london
mockery
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Charles Mackay |
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303def5
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History, as taught by schools, has white washed the drunkenness out of the past. It has minimized the influence of drugs on history's great thinkers, and covered up the impact of prostitution and insults on human development.
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insult
history
vice
drugs
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Robert Evans |
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4a86d18
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Daniel said, his voice low. Rafe sputtered a laugh. She glowered at him, then at Corey, who'd joined them, grinning as he heard. Even Daniel had to wipe away a smile. she said. Daniel said. I said. She glared at Corey, who was cracking up behind Rafe. Derek said. Sam sighed. Daniel's roar made everyone stumble back. He climbed the steps and stopped in front of Sam. Corey said.
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insult
corey
rafe
maya
sam
daniel
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Kelley Armstrong |
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65d1ac5
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She looked at me again, and the sweet and shy Nicole disappeared. Her eyes blazed. she said. As Nicole raged, the hair on my neck prickled, because in her eyes, I saw madness. Obsession and madness. You're crazy, I thought. Did they do this to you with their experiments? Or is this just you? I started inching back. she said. She screamed, a long drawn-out shriek of feigned terror.
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madness
insult
nicole
rant
maya
obsession
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Kelley Armstrong |
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1d8aa3a
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"If you love good roads, conveniences, good inns, plenty of postilions and horses, be so kind as to never go into Sussex. We thought ourselves in the northest part of England; the whole country has a Saxon air, and the inhabitants are savage." - To George Montagu, Esq., August 26, 1749"
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insult
travel
sussex
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Horace Walpole |
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5e7b419
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she said. Daniel winced. Corey lifted his brows. Rafe only sputtered a laugh.
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insult
corey
rafe
sam
daniel
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Kelley Armstrong |