Somehow, a petit blonde was sniffling, and as she squeezed her way past me outside, she fed me any icy glare so venomous I could only turn my eyes to the floor.


Glare, that is, eyes of steel, rapier glance, why did the international company who sell subs choose a monkey for their logo?  I guess there's no correlation between a tiger and cereal, so why the fuss?

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