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Ben Yanked Hi Sideways As Spikes Snapped From The Wall…once Again, Only Ben’s Reflexes Had Saved Him. “please Stop Doing That!” Ben Barked. “please Keep Doing That!” Hi Warbled.

Fine. Everybody Wears Seatbelts. No Radio. No Distractions.” Ben Shot Hi A Stern Look. “no Running Commentary.” “your Loss,” Hi Said. “to The Pimp Ride!

I Was A University Professor, I Could Talk On And On And On. Give Me A Podium And You Have To Drag Me Off With A Hook.

I Hated Myself For Needing Him At Such Times, For Craving His Strength Whenever I Felt Upset.

I Have Come To Think Of Violence As A Self-perpetuating Mania Of The Power Of The Aggressive Over Those Less Strong.