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%title Mort (1)
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Mort, by Terry Pratchett
Ankh-Morpork had dallied with many forms of government and hand ended up with that form of democracy known as One Man, One Vote. The Patrician was the Man; he had the Vote.
[Mort, by Terry Pratchett]
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%title Maskerade (1)
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Maskerade, by Terry Pratchett
'Maybe you could... help us?'
'What's wrong?'
'It's my boy...'
Granny opened the door further and saw the womand standing behind Mr. Slot. One look at her face was enough. There was a bundle in her arms.
Granny stepped back. 'Bring him in and let me have a look at him.'
She took the baby from the woman, sat down on the room's one chair, and pulled back the blanket.
'Hmm,' said Granny, after a while.
'There's a curse on this house, that's what it is,' said Slot. 'My best cow's been taken mortally sick, too.'
'Oh? You have a cowshed?' siad Granny. 'Very good place for a sick-room, a cowshed. It's the warmth. You better show me were it is.'
'You want to take the boy down there?'
'Right now.'
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'How many have you come for?'
ONE.
'The cow?'
Death shook his head.
'It could be the cow.'
NO. THAT WOULD BE CHANGING HISTORY.
'History is about things changing.'
NO.
Granny sat back.
'Then I challenge you to a game. That's traditional. That's /allowed/.'
Death was silent for a moment.
THIS IS TRUE.
'Good.'
HOWEVER... YOU UNDERSTAND THAT TO WIN ALL YOU MUST GAMBLE ALL?
'Double or quits? Yes, I know.'
BUT NOT CHESS.
'Can't abide chess.'
OR CRIPPLE MR ONION. I'VE NEVER BEEN ABLE TO UNDERSTAND THE RULES.
'Very well. How about one hand of poker? Five cards each, no draws? Sudden death, as they say.'
Death thought about this, too.
YOU KNOW THIS FAMILY?
'No.'
THEN WHY?
'Are we talking or are we playing?'
OH, VERY WELL.
Granny looked at her cards, and threw them down.
FOUR QUEENS. HMM. THAT /IS/ VERY HIGH.
Death looked down at his cards, and then up into Granny's steady, blue-eyed gaze.
Neither moved for some time.
Then Death laid the hand on the table.
I LOSE. ALL I HAVE IS FOUR ONES.
[Maskerade, by Terry Pratchett]
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Ahahahahaha!
Ahahahaha!
Aahahaha!
BEWARE!!!!!
Yrs sincerely,
The Opera Ghost
'What sort of person,' said Salzella, 'sits down and /writes/ a maniacal laugh? And all those exclamation marks, you notice? Five? A sure sign of someone who wears his underpants on his head. Opera can do that to a man.'
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Agnes had woken up one morning with the horrible realization that she'd been saddled with a lovely personality. It was the lack of choice that rankled. No one had asked her, before she was born, whether she wanted a lovely personality or whether she'd prefer, say, a miserable personality but a body that could take size 9 in dresses. Instead, people would take pains to tell her that beauty was only skin-deep, as if a man ever fell for an attractive pair of kidneys.
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'And what can I get you, officers?' she said.
'Officers? Us? What makes you think we're watchment?'
'He's got a helmet on,' Nanny pointed out.
'Milit'ry chic,' Nobby said. 'It's just a fashion accessory. Actually, we are gentlemen of means and have nothing to do with the City Watch whatsoever.'
'Well, /gentlemen/, would you like some wine?'
'Not while we on duty, t'anks', said the troll.
[Maskerade, by Terry Pratchett]
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