Dumb As A Rock Mga Nobela at Kwento

"You're looking younger everyday." "I will spank you." "Go ahead, I'm still your child." he said, as he finally let her go. Saint Smart couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Do your employees and the media know that the mighty Rock is a cry baby?" "Don't even let them hear," Rock whispered, looking around dramatically as the two burst into laughter. Saint walked over to the couch and sat down. "You didn't tell me that you were coming back," Rock said, sitting beside her.

"Every single thing you've seen, every single thing we've done… it's all been real. Every bit of it." Dumb. The word hung in the air, echoing in the small room. Dumb. My brain felt like it was shutting down. The last flimsy wall of denial I had built around myself, the desperate hope that this was all a misunderstanding, crumbled to dust. Lucas, who had been so charming, so reassuring, so trusted, had just called me dumb, with a look that stripped away all pretense. The warmth I had felt for him, the tentative trust I had begun to place in him, turned to a bitter, icy sludge in my veins.

“Not the time, please.” “I’m just saying,” I continued, my voice flat and even. I kept my hands tucked into the oversized sleeves of my charcoal sweater so I wouldn’t pick at my cuticles. “Dumb implies a lack of intellectual capacity. Mr. Rivers has capacity; he just chooses to prioritize a frozen disc of vulcanized rubber over basic literacy.” “Excuse me?” The voice came from the chair to my left. It was deep, slightly raspy, and currently vibrating with enough irritation to make my skin itch.

So, dumb! End of Text.

“Gah! This is such a waste of time!” I exclaim exasperated as the damn meat grinder won't unlatch how much I tried to wrench it. “Well, if I can’t bring this thing to you then we’ll have to do it the other way around, is that okay with you Nicholas?” But all I’d got was unrecognizable and barely audible words that I can’t even make out. Well, his brother’s tongue and the duct tape really did serve their purpose. Then an idea crossed my mind.

Rocky remarked. Aiden shrugged and said, "It's okay to be stupid sometimes. If being generous is being stupid, then I don't mind!" He smiled at Rocky, saying, "I won't ever think you are stupid, though; I think you are a nice guy, Rocky." Lily laughed watching the video because Rocky looked dumbfounded at what Aiden said. "What? You are crazy!" Rocky reacted defensively. "Sometimes, being a little crazy is what we need to release all those tension." Aiden stretched his arms and shook his hands vigorously. He exclaimed, "Brrrrr!"

“Born to let hundreds of men a month fuck me senseless.” “No, born to make a thousand men fall more and more in love with something on the inside of you. A part of you that seems to understand and empathize with all of our messed-up men in all the different ways we’re messed up. You’re going to make this world a better place. And you’re going to make everyone love you for it.”

Jordan Miller ~•~ "I'm… gonna swinggggg from the chandelier, from the chandelier!" I watched Catherine slide on the ground, her knees scraping the floor as she sang her heart out. "I'm… gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist, like it doesn't exist."

Drake's growling subsides. Replaced by a dull ache. What have I done? #################

I was dumbstruck. **************