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• Quote #554 Rodney knew that he was going to die a horrible
  creaming, unspeakable death, when he arrived on the bridge in a uniform that did not match the others, was referred to only as "yeoman" and was to be sent planetside with Captain Kirk and the regular away team....
• Quote #564 With wild gesticulations and loud, gutteral shou
  Father Steve" jerked the desperately ill patient back and forth while pelting him with oil, dousing him with holy water, and beating him vigorously about the head with a pocket New Testament (the words of Jesus being written in red) in his own unique version of Xtreme Unction....
• Like an expensive sports car, fine-tuned and well-buil
  Portia was sleek, shapely, and gorgeous, her red jumpsuit moulding her body, which was as warm as seatcovers in July, her hair as dark as new tires, her eyes flashing like bright hubcaps, and her lips as dewy as the beads of fresh rain on the hood...
• Quote #555 Out of the killer cold of the forty-below unending Arctic night into the glowing warmth of the Last Ditch Saloo
  we stumbled numbly, dragging behind us the frozen dead corpse of our friend, Bartholomew, whom the hardened permafrost of the tundra resisted our burying, and, leaning poor stiff Bart against a wall, gaily called out for drinks for the house, as we were flush with prospected gold that now only needed to be split two ways....
• Quote #553 The battered starship bucked and yawed in the frigid belly of the interstellar ion storm
  her tortured steel deckplates screaming as they were mercilessly wrenched by the lashing gravity tide waves, the ship's disaster alarms blaring madly and the crash lighting casting an eerie red glow in the smoke-filled bridge as StarCaptain Lazlo Permute, gripping the diskette containing the necessary navigation coordinates to finally escape the storm, waited for the elevator door to the bridge to go "ding" and open....
• Quote #550 "I could tell you stories about this road we shall be traveling
  he old man told his young companions as he leaned on his staff and stroked his silver beard, "of how it was built by Dwarves of the Barad-dur in the days of Thranduil the Great, numberless years before the Elves of the Ered Luin left their silver woods in Lindon, sailed their ships over the Western Sea, and passed from the knowledge of men, but what would you learn from these tales, except that I squandered my college years reading far too much Tolkien instead of meeting girls....
• Sabina proceeded with her melancholy musings: What if she had a man who ordered her about?
  A man who wanted to master her? How long would she put up with him?...
• Quote #562 Unbeknownst to Stan, his convulsive
  celebratory leap into the air at the winning Manchester goal, propelled his sausage from between the clenched grasp of bread and mustard into the wildly cheering crowd, only to land harmlessly beneath the bleachers in a turgidly congealed pool of spilt beer and the random effluvia typically present at sporting events of this nature....
• Quote #563 Her low-cut, revealing gown was black - black like her hea
  although not really because everyone knows that a heart is just an internal organ whose natural pigment is pink just like the lungs, except, of course, for the lungs of a long-time smoker which may be as black as her low-cut, revealing gown....