Monday, May 5, 2014

FUTURE COCKTAIL

If you're using lump sugar, muddle it with the water before adding the spirits. “Oh,” she shrugged, walking aimlessly away, her hands in the pockets of her heavy, rather old-fashioned skirt. Her bottom bobbed in a glossy black shimmer. Without seeing him, Ender knew it would bring his face closer, almost in Ender's hair; so instead of kicking, he lunged upward off the floor, with the powerful lunge of the soldier bounding from the wall, and jammed his head into Bonzo's face. Ambassador Minton did a lot of ambassadorial, gourmand saluting with his coconut, pretending to love all men and all the beverages that sustained them.

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