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“Kaladin glanced at Teft, who shrugged. “I like him.” Yake chuckled. “That’s because he’s almost as grouchy as you are, Teft.” “I ain’t grouchy,” Teft snapped. “I just have a low threshold for stupidity.”
― Brandon Sanderson, Words of Radiance

“It’s not long before we strike up a casual report with this handsome mothman, learning all about his life and growing ever more attracted by his laidback confidence. We learn a lot over the course of those few days, like the fact that mothmen are technically a species of bigfoot, and that Indrid could make his rounds much faster with the use of his wings, but he’s required to drive the mail truck for advertising purposes.”
― Chuck Tingle, Bisexual Mothman Mailman Makes A Special Delivery In Our Butts

“Then, from the stainless-steel toilet, a man’s voice. “Sheee would not. Carolyn like you.” “What the fuck?”
― Scott Hawkins, The Library at Mount Char

“Looks like it’s your lucky day,” the game master offers.”
― Chuck Tingle, Bisexual Mothman Mailman Makes A Special Delivery In Our Butts