Their laughter was like the stridulation of the ghosts of grasshoppers.
Me and Jason against you and Stacy._ Alana handed Alexis a badminton racket and grinned. __ay,_ Alexis said without even a smidgeon of enthusiasm. __o you want to serve?_ Stacy asked Alexis when Jason and Alana moved to the other side of the net. __erve you what? There__ no staff here to take care of your every whim, princess,_ Alexis said lowly so the others wouldn__ hear. Stacy recoiled at the remark, then her temper flared. __ou know what I was asking,_ she replied coolly. __ou can serve. Here__ the birdie,_ Alexis replied and handed it to her on her middle finger. __huttlecock,_ Stacy corrected. __utthole_cock._ Alexis shrugged when Stacy glared at her. __hat__ what we used to call them._ __h-huh,_ Stacy said as she prepared to serve. The birdie sailed over the net,and volley began. This went on for a few minutes, then Alexis heard a hard thwack behind her, and the birdie stung her on the back of the thigh. She turned and looked at Stacy with fire in her eyes. __y bad,_ Stacy said nonchalantly.Alexis picked up the birdie and hit it toward Jason. He served again. Stacy returned and nailed Alexis in the back of the head. ____ so sorry,_ Stacy said with an acerbic smile. ____ having a hard time getting my shuttlecock up for you._ ...An intense volley began, and Alana said, __h, hey, y__ll are supposed to be hitting it to us._ Jason watched in fascination. __ think they__e trying to kill the birdie._ Alexis finally missed and snatched it off the ground. __e were just warming up._ __eah, I__ good and hot now,_ Stacy added between clenched teeth...__y serve,_ Alexis said as she whirled around, then lowered her voice as she passed Stacy. __ou__e about to find out whywe call them butthole cocks._ Stacy held her racket out like a sword. __ow about I just waffle your ass now?_ Alexis struck a fencing pose, or at least she thought she did. __n guard, biatch._...Alana rushed under the net and stepped between the two staring daggers at each other. __ey, we want to be able to use these rackets again. Maybe we should take a break since y__ll kind of murdered the birdie._ Alana laughed. __t__ missing two plastic feathers...
Dear Me
Quote Detail
Me and Jason against you and Stacy._ Alana handed Alexis a badminton racket and grinned. __ay,_ Alexis said without even a smidgeon of enthusiasm. __o you want to serve?_ Stacy asked Alexis when Jason and Alana moved to the other side of the net. __erve you what? There__ no staff here to take care of your every whim, princess,_ Alexis said lowly so the others wouldn__ hear. Stacy recoiled at the remark, then her temper flared. __ou know what I was asking,_ she replied coolly. __ou can serve. Here__ the birdie,_ Alexis replied and handed it to her on her middle finger. __huttlecock,_ Stacy corrected. __utthole_cock._ Alexis shrugged when Stacy glared at her. __hat__ what we used to call them._ __h-huh,_ Stacy said as she prepared to serve. The birdie sailed over the net,and volley began. This went on for a few minutes, then Alexis heard a hard thwack behind her, and the birdie stung her on the back of the thigh. She turned and looked at Stacy with fire in her eyes. __y bad,_ Stacy said nonchalantly.Alexis picked up the birdie and hit it toward Jason. He served again. Stacy returned and nailed Alexis in the back of the head. ____ so sorry,_ Stacy said with an acerbic smile. ____ having a hard time getting my shuttlecock up for you._ ...An intense volley began, and Alana said, __h, hey, y__ll are supposed to be hitting it to us._ Jason watched in fascination. __ think they__e trying to kill the birdie._ Alexis finally missed and snatched it off the ground. __e were just warming up._ __eah, I__ good and hot now,_ Stacy added between clenched teeth...__y serve,_ Alexis said as she whirled around, then lowered her voice as she passed Stacy. __ou__e about to find out whywe call them butthole cocks._ Stacy held her racket out like a sword. __ow about I just waffle your ass now?_ Alexis struck a fencing pose, or at least she thought she did. __n guard, biatch._...Alana rushed under the net and stepped between the two staring daggers at each other. __ey, we want to be able to use these rackets again. Maybe we should take a break since y__ll kind of murdered the birdie._ Alana laughed. __t__ missing two plastic feathers...
Quick Answer
What this quote page tells you
This canonical quote page keeps the full saying, the attributed author, any linked work, and the topic tags together so the quote can be cited from one stable URL.
Related Quotes
More quote cards from the same area
They say revenge is a dish best served cold. This isn__ correct. Revenge is a dish best served lukewarm or at room temperature (depending on the room) with a side of sauerkraut lightly sprinkled with pepper, a generous helping of golden brown roasted potatoes, and a large loaf of marble rye, washed down with any kind of unfiltered wheat beer.But whatever you do__nd remember this, as it can be a matter of life or death__on__ put any sort of fruit in the beer. Fruit doesn__ belong in beer.
Just behind his jaw bones a tiny movement was perceptible, like the movement of gills in a fish.
Franklin Fletcher dreamed of luxury in the form of tiger-skins and beautiful women. He was prepared, at a pinch, to forgo the tiger-skins. Unfortunately the beautiful women seemed equally rare and inaccessible. At his office and at his boarding-house the girls were mere mice, or cattish, or kittenish, or had insufficiently read the advertisements.
How happy I might be, if only she was less greedy, better tempered, not addicted to raking up old grudges, more affectionate, with slightly yellower hair, slimmer, and about twenty years younger! But what is the good of expecting such a woman to reform?
There are some young almond tress, which ordinarily look as if drawn by a childish hand. Now, as the wind sets their weak branches gibbering, they seem like shamanistic scratches on the white bone of the brittle bright night.