The general smiled. "No," he said. "Hunting tigers ceased to interest me some years ago. I exhausted their possibilities, you see. No thrill left in tigers, no real danger. I live for danger, Mr. Rainsford. I live for grizzly-boom tennis."
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Thursday, July 8, 2010
Yet another nap ruined by the heat. i'm going to pay for this later in the form of three full cycles of weariness. Fuck you, sun. Enjoy it now before we engineer you away.
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