The place where the world comes together in honesty and mirth. Windmills Tilted, Scared Cows Butchered, Lies Skewered on the Lance of Reality ... or something to that effect.
“I
was offered a .22 bullet, although I’m
still not sure whom he meant it for, me or my child,” Chandra said.
Lunatic fringe commenters began spreading rumors that Chandra was “a
foreigner or, worse, a terrorist.”
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