Camelopardus flagrans (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} hotgiraffe) wrote,@ 2008-07-17 13:58:00 |
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“I tell you already,” said Mrs. Higgler. “Louella Dunwiddy been cooking you a turkey. How do you think she feels if we get there and you fill up already at McDonald’s and you ain’t got no appetite. Eh?”
“But I’m starving. And it’s over two hours away.”
“Not,” she said firmly, “the way I drive.”
And with that she put her foot down. Every now and then, as the maroon station wagon shuddered down the freeway, Fat Charlie would close his eyes tightly while at the same time pushing his own left foot down on an imaginary brake pedal. It was exhausting work.
-- Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys
“But I’m starving. And it’s over two hours away.”
“Not,” she said firmly, “the way I drive.”
And with that she put her foot down. Every now and then, as the maroon station wagon shuddered down the freeway, Fat Charlie would close his eyes tightly while at the same time pushing his own left foot down on an imaginary brake pedal. It was exhausting work.
-- Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys
