#pg330

[macklives]

isnt dave just about everybody on this stinkin earth

[macklives]

this man is an edge lord and i stan

[macklives]

UGH the struggle

[indefiniteadventurer]

It's a beautiful day, isn't it?" she asked, as they passed through the ring of crepe myrtles. "Not the sort of day for a murder trial." "What do you mean?" David asked. "Oh, it should be overcast with a misty rain and clouds on the mountains. That's the right weather for a murder case.

Robert Whitlow, The Trial

[gizoogletranslateshomestuck]

SS: Climb ladder n' exit hideout. Implement nefarious plots

"Yo ass push against tha manhole cover yo, but it seems some unbelievable jackass has parked yo' getaway van on top of dat shit.

A familiar feelin stirs. That feelin is overwhelming, soul-blackenin rage.

It aint nuthin but tha sort of rage that'll cook up a playa feel straight-up justified up in sportin a unnecessarily elaborate assortment of fancy blades."

> Dave: Skip ahead a hundred pages or so.