And if I do, I'm gonna be all over your ass like shit on toilet paper. So keep that in mind when you're telling everyone in New York City that you jus... got laid. Got it?"Linda just sat on the arm of Dad's recliner with a blank look on her face. Except for the fact that I could see her chest moving as she breathed, I'd have almost wondered if she was dead or alive. But as it looked like any meaningful conversation between us was over, I went back to watching the silent renovation show on. Then the word started to spread on the grapevine about this classy new program that provided an interface between Linux and drivers written for Windows. This sparked more orders, and I got two more favorable reviews. Now, the orders picked up, and I started to move enough copies of the program to make it a real money maker instead of a pipe dream. Finally, the order rate rose to the neighborhood of 100 orders per month. That was more like what I was looking for!My big problem, now, was that I. Get a major Senator down on you, it's like committing economic suicide; they'll strangle you to death. You just don't go against one, ever! Unless..."Well, unless what? But she had the answer to that one, too, and it was a doozy. It involved taking a very long run indeed around the end of the Federal bureaucracy that ruled so much of political Washington, but she had a proposal to cut through the b.s. with almost surgical precision. The more we talked about it the more I liked it as she spelled. Jake wept as he pulled Daniel carefully up off of the ground towards his own body, grabbing both of his shoulders. He wrapped his arms around his best friend, crying in relief as he tried his best to avoid his arm as they embraced. They both knew that Daniel had been very lucky to keep his life, but they said nothing. They didn’t have to. Suddenly their attention was grabbed by the sound of a door closing. It was the truck driver. Danny and Jake looked blankly into each other’s eyes, unsure of.
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