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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 9c44c1d | outwitting | David Walliams | ||
| 290595a | Naughty bottom!" called out Dotty, slapping her own rear end. Just as" | David Walliams | ||
| 9ac00d8 | No buts, Ben. No. 'N' and 'O' spells 'no'. | David Walliams | ||
| 7990292 | The maggots will nibble off the dirt, you muck snipes!" Mrs Curdle would snigger. To dry off afterwards, she would peg the children to the washing line by their ears. TWANG! Once, when Elsie was found with a pet rat in her pocket that she had befriended, Mrs Curdle used it as a ball in a game of cricket. THUD! "EEEEEK!" WHIZZ!" | David Walliams | ||
| 216e6c0 | normalerweise | David Walliams | ||
| 1ab36da | Nec quererer, si etiam in tormentis'. Translate that from the Latin, boy! | David Walliams | ||
| 9de7d50 | It's extraordinary," muttered the professor. "There's a special connection between them." "Like me and me favourite mop," added Dotty." | David Walliams | ||
| 162cefd | Professor Comb-Over | David Walliams | ||
| 0131bd3 | wavering | David Walliams | ||
| 7821c11 | miles an hour. | David Walliams | ||
| 7015338 | CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK. | David Walliams | ||
| 4cc25af | In her heart the girl knew that she should never ever sign over the deeds of Saxby Hall to her wicked aunt. But her heart was broken. Stella's body and spirit had been crushed by the past days and nights of terror. With her parents gone, and Soot trapped at the bottom of the icy lake, she felt she had nothing left to live for. If she signed now perhaps this nightmare would be over. | David Walliams | ||
| d11c11d | I'm too young to die. | David Walliams | ||
| 922561e | Father | David Walliams | ||
| 60d4143 | As she took each step a little bubble of wind puffed out of her saggy bottom. It sounded like a duck quacking. Either she didn't realise or was extremely good at pretending she didn't realise. | David Walliams | ||
| 6edfe9e | Granny's bum squeaking again | David Walliams | ||
| 826f7ea | dining room and up the stairs to | David Walliams | ||
| 4dc29b3 | AWFUL AUNTIE | David Walliams | ||
| 9b84c1f | Up and down went the ends of the old man's moustache | David Walliams | ||
| 9d748df | Fingers and Thumbs | David Walliams | ||
| 4306cdb | Detective | David Walliams | ||
| 3661ca2 | peeved. | David Walliams | ||
| df32dfa | rozzers"*" | David Walliams | ||
| 8be9a22 | Oh, shut yer face, ya idiot! | David Walliams | ||
| 7942c90 | various | David Walliams | ||
| 9d6d39e | greatest | David Walliams | ||
| c1be64f | Twilight Towers. | David Walliams | ||
| 0a306a5 | and a tea | David Walliams | ||
| 1b21b88 | lifetime left. Jack was going to have to help him. But he had | David Walliams | ||
| bcb7786 | Sweating profusely, the thirsty dentist took a large swig of mouthwash, | David Walliams | ||
| 5a96db2 | carry him. That fateful afternoon the boy vowed that he would never ever | David Walliams | ||
| 36ff5ad | bunnykins, | David Walliams | ||
| 4ee26a4 | GGGRRRUUURRR! The noise of Woolly's bottom burping sounded just like a bear growling. | David Walliams | ||
| 21bb69c | Billionaire Boy | David Walliams | ||
| e90f2d2 | Myrtle's | David Walliams | ||
| 8ba9816 | until recently, it would have been Grandpa tucking Jack in. Now | David Walliams | ||
| a8d9252 | But as ever in life, wherever there is tragedy, you can often find comedy. | David Walliams | ||
| 27b0683 | No one knows where socks disappear to. It is one of the universe's greatest mysteries. Either they are sucked into a black hole where time and space have become flattened, or they get caught in the back of the washing machine. | David Walliams | ||
| 019f51b | That night Jack lay in bed, in the place just between awake and asleep. The room was beginning to disappear to make way for the world of dreams. | David Walliams | ||
| fabdde6 | Detective Bone | David Walliams | ||
| d7926ea | AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH | David Walliams | ||
| c47e2d9 | have your chocolate stolen? | David Walliams | ||
| c6d0b64 | morning, they were forced to lift her up and carry her there. Myrtle refused to walk even though it | David Walliams | ||
| cf0b922 | Payne sought clarification. "Vertical or horizontal?" "Horizontal, of course." "Sorry but I can't help you." "Will you pipe down for a minute? Naturally she was dead since I work at a cemetery. Her face struck a chord though. So, I rummaged around in the old Rory memory bank, and Emily is what rings a bell. Didn't we go to school with an Emily? Tenth or eleventh grade, if I recall it correctly." | crime-fiction mystery romance suspense thriller writing | Ed Lynskey |