Fallehuckinglujah is my comment on the power of words; it's a bastardization of Hallef***inglujah, which I am wont to say in moments of joy but cannot because of the f*** part. If, however, I switch the f and the h it retains the same feeling but is no longer obscene. Same feeling, same letters, only two letters switched but one is verboten and the other is, well, not


29 September 2017 by admin

Danny: it’s like when I touched your breast in eighth grade.

Bobby spews her tea into Nikki’s face.

Danny: and that’s the only breast I’ve touched, so that should mean something.

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