Thursday, March 26, 2009

Fabian Perez Tango

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What’s we want to swaller people for? We always spit out the bits. And anyway we’re retired from all that now,’ he added quickly. ‘Not that we ever did it.’ He nudged Victor in a friendly fashion, nearly breaking one of his ribs. ‘It’s good here,’ he said conspiratorially. ‘We get three dollars a day plus a dollar barrier cream trying to help, but the basic economics–’
Silverfish and Dibbler started to argue. Gaffer the handleman sighed and took the back off the moving-picture-box to feed and water the demons, who were complaining.
Victor leaned on his sword.
‘Do a lot of this sort of thing, do you?’ he said to the trolls. allowance for daylight working.’ ‘On account of turning to stone until nightfall otherwise, what is a pain,’ said his companion. ‘Yeah, an’ it holds up shooting and people strike matches on you.’ ‘Plus our contract says we get five pence extra for use of own club,’ said the other troll. ‘If we could just get started–’ Silverfish began. ‘Why’s there only two trolls?’ complained Dibbler. ‘What’s heroic about fighting two trolls? I asked for twenty, didn’t I?’ ‘Two’s fine by me,’ Victor called out. ‘Listen, Mr Dibbler,’ said Silverfish, ‘I know you’re

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