I want to tell you a story, Alex." Alex nibbled on his bottom lip, waiting. Wondering now if Mr. Today really understood that Alex was turning him down. "Simber." The old mage said. Alex automatically turned to the door, expecting to see the beast. Mr. Today shook his head. "No, he's not hear. Simber was my first creation. Before there was Artime, there was Simber.
Alex snorted as he packed the wound with sticky rice. "Is that stuff sterile?" Ted asked, staring at Alex. "They boil it, don't they?" Alex said, not looking up from what he was doing. Ted's frown deepened. "That doesn't seem like enough." "Trust me." Alex looked up now and smiled a little. His voice altered just a little bit, not enough to be a full command voice, but enough to be way more persuasive than any normal person's voice. "It's an old wives' tale, but it works every time.
Your name?"The movements of the man's mouth didn't quite match what he was saying, so seeing him speak was a bit like watching a badly dubbed film. "Alex Gardiner," Alex said. "Your real name?" "I just told you." "You lied. Your real name is Alex Rider." "Why ask if you think you know?
Your name?"The movements of the man's mouth didn't quite match what he was saying, so seeing him speak was a bit like watching a badly dubbed film. "Alex Gardiner, " Alex said. "Your real name?" "I just told you." "You lied. Your real name is Alex Rider." "Why ask if you think you know?
She opened her eyes and looked into his rather intensely. "What?" Alex asked. "This cannot be." "What can't be?" Alex asked her, more bafflement in his voice this time. "I have been reading people all my life. I can even read cats and dogs. I've been doing it all my life and i've been here longer than the two of you put together." "And?" Alex wanted to get to the point. Whatever the truth may be, he just wanted to hear it, wanted it on the table before them so he could get this over with and they can go home. "AND...you are the first person that has nothing for me to see." "And here I was hoping you'd say I'd win the lottery or get married to a supermodel or something." Alex said, starting to laugh. "You don't understand. I don't see anything, anything at all. There is nothing to you, nothing but what I see before me." "So... what does that mean?" "It means you don't exist.
When Alex left for Alaska," Franz remembers, "I prayed. I asked God to keep his finger on the shoulder of that one; I told him that boy was special. But he let Alex die. So on December 26, when I learned what happened, I renounced the Lord. I withdrew my church membership and became an atheist. I decided I couldn't believe in a God who would let something that terrible happen to a boy like Alex.
When Alex left for Alaska, " Franz remembers, "I prayed. I asked God to keep his finger on the shoulder of that one; I told him that boy was special. But he let Alex die. So on December 26, when I learned what happened, I renounced the Lord. I withdrew my church membership and became an atheist. I decided I couldn't believe in a God who would let something that terrible happen to a boy like Alex.
When will the Home Office realize that when judges retire, not only are they sent home for the rest of their lives, but the only people they have left to judge are their innocent wives.' 'So what are you recommending?'asked Alex as they walked into the drawing room. 'That judges should be shot on their seventieth birthday, and their wives granted a royal pardon and given their pensions by a grateful nation.' 'I may have come up with a more acceptable solution, ' suggested Alex. 'Like what? Making it legal to assist judges' wives to commit suicide?' 'Something a little less drastic, ' said Alex.
Alex propped himself against the metal railing where Willow had just stood. "Okay, let's get something straight, " he said in Spanish."If you think I don't know you're after my girfriend, you're crazy. And if you try to put any sleazy moves on her while you're here, you're going to regret it." Seb's knapsack was at his feet. He took out a pack of cigarettes; tapped out the last one and lit it.Settling back against the door jamb, he gave Alex a considering, faintly humorous look. "Sleazy moves?" he repeated. "Don't worry, I don't do sleazy moves." "Let me rephrase, " said Alex coldly "Any moves, just keep your hands off her.
Alex cornered her right before she was going to make an appointment at the nurse's station to see him. 'Bree, I'm going to be referring you to Carlo from now on, ' Alex informed her. 'I think in light of recent events it would be a conflict of interest for me to continue to be your doctor.' 'Is that right?' Bree asked leaning her elbow on the counter and raising an eyebrow. 'Yes, I wouldn't feel comfortable about it considering what you did to Carrie.' 'Aw, that's nice, ' Bree smiled sarcastically, staring up at his smug self-righteous face. 'Nice to know this place has such moral upstanding doctors.' 'Yes, so I will be referring you to him from now on, ' Alex said, clenching his jaw. 'Great, ' Bree said, fighting not to roll her eyes. 'Have a good afternoon, ' he said curtly and turned to walk away. Don't do it. Don't do it, Bree. The evil Bree won though. 'You too, Dr. Home Wrecker.' Alex's step faltered but he didn't turn around.
Alex Smith, what he's done over the last two years for this football team, this is a mistake in not starting him. He needs to be the guy and it's going to be tough if (Colin) Kaepernick doesn't play well today and now you're coming back saying, 'Alex, we're going to put you back in there.'
you think you've never been wrong before?"-alex "sure i have why just last week I bought bobbi brown sandwash petal lip gloss when the pink blossom color would have looked so much better with my complexion. needless to say the purchase was a total disaster"- brittney "ill bet"-alex. "havent you ever been wrong before?"-brittany "absolutely. last week, when i robbed that bank over by the walgreens, I told the teller to hand over all the fifties he had in the till. what i really should have asked for was the twenties 'cause there were way more twenties than fifties"- alex "what a disaster"- brittany
He was a commander in the Russian army at a time when the Russians were our enemies and still part of the Soviet Union. This wasn't very long ago, Alex.The collapse of communism. It was only in 1989 that the Berlin Wall came down." She stopped. "I suppose none of this means very much to you." "Well, it wouldn't, " Alex said. "I was only two years old.
He was a commander in the Russian army at a time when the Russians were our enemies and still part of the Soviet Union . This wasn't very long ago, Alex.The collapse of communism. It was only in 1989 that the Berlin Wall came down." She stopped. "I suppose none of this means very much to you." "Well, it wouldn't," Alex said. "I was only two years old.
You've already said that, ' Alex says. 'Why should I go?' 'You're the only person I have, ' I say. 'And I want us all to be together. It will be good for us.' 'Oh, so now I'm back in the picture again.' 'Alex. Something bigger than you is occurring right now. I'm sorry about your unhappy childhood.' She glares at me in that special way of hers and Joanie's that makes me feel worthless and foul-smelling. 'So we'll tell Scottie we're going on a vacation while Mom is in the hospital?' 'It's for a day or two, ' I say. 'Scottie's been in the hospital every day for almost a month now. She needs a break. It's not good for her. I'd like you to be in charge of answering any questions she may have. She looks up to you. She'll hang on whatever you say.' I'm hoping a leadership role, a specific chore, will make Alex act like an adult and treat Scottie well. 'Can you do that?' She shrugs. 'If you can't handle things, let me know. I'll help. I'm here for you.' Alex laughs. I wonder if there are parents who can say things to their kids like 'I love you' or 'I'm here for you' without being laughed at. I have to admit it's a bit uncomfortable. Affection, in general, is unpleasant to me. 'What if Mom doesn't make it for two days?' 'She will, ' I say. 'I'll tell her what we're doing.' Alex looks uncomfortable with this idea, that what I'll say will make her mother want to live. 'I'm bringing Sid, ' she says. 'If he doesn't come, then I'm not going.' I'm about to protest, but I see the look in her eyes and know this is yet another battle that I'm bound to lose. Something about this guy is helping her. And Scottie seems to like him. He can keep her distracted. He can work for me. 'Okay, ' I say. 'Deal.
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There's something different about her. I realize it's her breasts-they're huge. I see that she's stuffed her bikini top with wet balls of sand. 'What is that?' I say. 'Scottie. Your suit.' She shields her eyes with her hand and looks down at her chest. 'Beach boobs, ' she says. 'Take that out of there, ' I say. 'Alex. Why'd you let her do that?' Alex is on her stomach, with the straps of her top untied. She lifts her head toward Scottie. 'I didn't know. Take them out, stupid.' Sid lifts his head. 'Honestly, ' he says, 'big boobs look kind of fatty.' 'As Bebe says, boobs suck, ' Alex says, 'and Sid's full of shit. He loves big boobs.' 'Who's Bebe?' Scottie lets the sand fall out of her top. 'Character from South Park, ' Sid says. 'And I love small boobs, too, Alex. I'm an equal-opportunity employer.
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Everything has taken on a strange, distant quality - the sounds of running and shouting outside get warped and weird like they're being filtered through water, and Alex looks miles away. I start to think I might be dreaming, or about to pass out. And then I decide I'm definitely dreaming, because as I'm watching, Alex starts peeling his shirt off over his head.
I talked to Zrakovi this afternoon, ' Alex said, giving me an undecipherable look. 'He's putting me back on sentinel duty for the next few weeks while you handle a special assignment.' Special assignment had an ominous ring to it. 'What kind of special assignment? And why am I hearing it from you instead of Zrakovi?' Elder Z was my boss, not Alex, however Mr. Bossy liked to think otherwise. 'You're going to be babysitting Jean Lafitte and making sure he doesn't try to take revenge on anyone for what happened last month.' At my horrified, speechless gape, Alex gave me a grim smile and held his glass of port up in salute as my dessert congealed into a lump in my stomach. 'Good luck with that, Jolie.
They resumed walking. Alex felt an ache in his eyes and throat. "I don't know what happened to me, " he said, shaking his head. "I honestly don't." Bennie glanced at him, a middle-aged man with chaotic silver hair and thoughtful eyes. "You grew up, Alex, " he said, "just like the rest of us.
They resumed walking. Alex felt an ache in his eyes and throat. "I don't know what happened to me," he said, shaking his head. "I honestly don't." Bennie glanced at him, a middle-aged man with chaotic silver hair and thoughtful eyes. "You grew up, Alex," he said, "just like the rest of us.
Aw, you goddammed bastards! They're shootin' him while he's down! Son of a bitch!" The ship stopped moving, and Alex said in a quiet voice, "Suck on this, asshole." The ship vibrated for half a second, then paused before continuing toward the lock. "Point defense cannons?" Holden asked. "Summary roadside justice, " Alex grunted back.
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I was truly thrilled when Alex-Zsolt played for my tribute concert titled, 'A Tribute to Richard M. Sherman.' This special concert event was held at Disney's Historic El Capitan Theatre in Hollywood, CA. Alex was great and he played my songs very musically and in supercalifragilisticexpialidocious style!
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Or has your dad changed his mind about that?" Alex sneered. "My father never changes his mind." "Oh, that's right. Your dad's the sort who'll bang his head into a brick wall over and over, convinced the wall will eventually collapse. But it isn't the bricks that are going to cave in, Alex. Fortunately you seem to have avoided that particular character flaw - you're messed up in an entirely different way.
I'm Hana, ' Hana says. 'And this is Lena.' She jabs me with an elbow. I know I must look like a fish, standing there with my mouth gaping open, but I'm too outraged to speak. He's lying. I know he's the one I saw yesterday, would bet my life on it. 'Alex. Nice to meet you.' Alex keeps his eyes on me as he and Hana shake hands. Then he extends a hand to me. 'Lena, ' he says thoughtfully. 'I've never heard that name before.
I'm Hana," Hana says. "And this is Lena." She jabs me with an elbow. I know I must look like a fish, standing there with my mouth gaping open, but I'm too outraged to speak. He's lying. I know he's the one I saw yesterday, would bet my life on it. "Alex. Nice to meet you." Alex keeps his eyes on me as he and Hana shake hands. Then he extends a hand to me. "Lena," he says thoughtfully. "I've never heard that name before.
The chairmen of the largest companies in the world can cancel an appointment or move a board meeting; a manager cannot change the date of a game. In the combined 42 years that Sir Alex Ferguson and Arsene Wenger have managed in English football, I can only remember one occasion when Sir Alex did not attend a Manchester United game.
Alex decided he'd had enough. He put down his knife. "All right," he said. "You've made it pretty clear that you don't want to work with me. Well, that's fine. Because I don't want to work with you either. And for what it's worth, nobody would ever believe you were my mom because no mom would ever behave like you." "Alex... ," Carver began. "Forget it! I'm going back to London. And if you're Mr. Byrne asks why, you can tell him I didn't like the jelly, so I went home to get some jam.
Reg: Furth's in London. And yes, I know, it's my fault. But as long as I'ver roused the lion, I was going to ask you to speak to him on my behalf. Alex: You wish me to speak to Furth. Reg: Well, yes. He's always like you. Just tell him what a noble, upright fellow I am, and how I have always upheld my position with dignity and respect. Alex: Lie, you mean. REg: Whatever it takes.
Alex touches her arm. "You look nice." "Nice?" she repeats. "Try harder, Alex." He flushes adorably. "Really nice," he says. "Next time, try this," Harry says. He reaches for my hand. "Franny, I didn't know what beauty was until I saw you walking toward us a minute ago. "I like this better," I say, pulling away. "At least he sounded like he meant it." "I meant it," Harry says, almost irritably.