“No knobs,” he said. As they put the world to rights over a brewing Team Deathmatch raging in the Southern
“No knobs,” he said. As they put the world to rights over a brewing Team Deathmatch raging in the Southern
I know I winced and clapped my hands over my ears. But at that instant I had a mental image
Feeling again Merlin saw that yes, he was into the high range but still at the far low end of