“We’re going to rewrite the ending to his novel, isn’t that a novel idea?” Chuck’s belly laughed at his pun. “I kill me with my jokes!” ...e chuckled.“Please do kill you for me!” She countered, sarcastically.“Shut the fuck up, bitch!” She cringed, Chuck threatening her with the back of his hand.Dan smiled politely as he autographed dozens of copies of, ‘The Retrospective Murders,’ plus many of his earlier novels. He was quite gracious when asked to pose for pictures with many adoring fans.. Then at the base of the hill, a horse went down. By now we could recognize my brother on that horse. My world ended for a second as the stranger raced by Dan. Then he swung back as Dan kicked free of the stirrups and stood up. Then Dan fell as a bullet hit his left leg.’ Ellen once again checked her audience. All were on the edge of their seats. She had rehearsed, and practiced the telling of that day’s events, for a long time. Ellen wanted everyone to feel as she did that Christmas Eve. ‘The. M nikalneee … uiiii. .or wo jhad gyi mne 10-12or shot mare or m b jhad gya.uske bobon pr toot pda.thodi der baad. Dipa-tum to choot ka kabada krne wale the or itni jldi jhad gye.Mein-2mahine baad kisi choot k darshan hue h.wait kro agla round tumhe hath nhi judwaye to naam Akky nhi. Dipa-or aisa nhi hua to jb b m kahungi mujhe chodna hoga koi bahana nhi.Mein-or m jita to jb mn krega tumhari gand marunga. Dipa-manjoor h. .baichari overconfidence m apni gand ki baji lga baithi.kher thodi batein. The cab pulled up, the driver was male. "Fuck!" Hobart Said He got in and sat down in the back seat but when he did so something poked him in the ass. He moved to the next seat, he looked down at the seat next to him. What poked him in ass was a didlo that came directly up out of the right rear seat. Hobart had seen these things before, they moved in sync with teh enging at varied paces. Attached to the back of the front.