"My nephew's a Galliard. What do you think?" Then she sighs. "Tell you what. Set of letters in my tent. I go down, you get them where they need to go. And you read the fuckers, I'll haunt you for the rest of your life, and believe me that won't be very long."
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Date: 2008-11-01 11:16 am (UTC)"My nephew's a Galliard. What do you think?" Then she sighs. "Tell you what. Set of letters in my tent. I go down, you get them where they need to go. And you read the fuckers, I'll haunt you for the rest of your life, and believe me that won't be very long."