欧宝娱乐

“Kings rise and fall, Dunk thought, and cows and smallfolk go about their business.”
― George R.R. Martin, The Mystery Knight

“A hedge knight must hold tight to his pride. Without it, he was no more than a sellsword”
― George R.R. Martin, The Hedge Knight

“Reasoning with a drunkard is like
Going under water with a torch to seek for a drowning man.”
― Thiruvalluvar, Holy Kural - Thirukkural in Tamil with English Translations

“It's called 'Hollywood Dunk.' An appetizer from the fifties."
Bronwyn dipped the chip into the white creamy spread speckled with green dots and popped it in her mouth. She chewed slowly, her face moving through a variety of expressions- none of them good.
"Yeah, I know." Alice laughed as she watched her best friend try to get the chip and dip down.
A giant swig of wine later, Bronwyn sputtered, "What's in that?"
"Deviled ham. Chives. Onion. Horseradish."
Bronwyn stared at her, mouthed, Deviled ham?
"It's chopped up deli ham mixed with mayonnaise, mustard, hot pepper sauce, and salt and pepper, and then you blend it a bit. Then you add the chives, onion, and horseradish. Oh, and the last thing is whipped cream. Can't forget that," Alice added.
"Why would you make this? To eat?" Bronwyn pressed a napkin to her lips and squeezed her eyes shut. "Whipped cream and ham should never mingle. Never ever, never."
Alice placed the still-full dip dish in the sink. "Agreed. That's why it wasn't out. I was curious, but it's disgusting."
"Thanks for the warning," Bronwyn murmured, now drinking wine directly from the bottle.
"You didn't give me a chance!" Alice replied.
"I was hungry. I've been on a stupid juice cleanse," Bronwyn retorted, and they both laughed.
"You're lucky I didn't serve the bananas wrapped in ham, baked with hollandaise sauce on top.”
― Karma Brown, Recipe for a Perfect Wife

“One billion b-balls dribbling simultaneously throughout the galaxy. One trillion b-balls being slam dunked through a hoop throughout the cosmos. I can feel every single b-ball that has ever existed at my fingertips, I can feel their collective knowledge channeling through my veins. Every jumpshot, every rebound and three-pointer, every layup, dunk, and free throw. I am there.”
― Charles Barkley

“If we start cutting the heads off all the fools and liars - half the towns in the seven kingdoms will be empty.”
― George R.R. Martin, The Mystery Knight: The Graphic Novel

“But the old man, Set Arlan, everyday at evenfall he'd say, 'I wonder what the morrow will bring.' He never knew, no more than we do.”
― George R.R. Martin, The Hedge Knight, Vol. 1

“Please, I could take you in a race in a heartbeat."
She laughs out loud. "Wanna bet?"
"Sure. Let's go."
She follows my eyeline to the edge of the pool like she might actually race me, but then I reach forward and tug her cap off her head in one swift motion, her blonde hair spilling into the pool in wet tangles around her face and shoulders.
"Foul!" Pepper crows, yanking it back from me.
"You know, for someone named Pepper, you're pretty salty about losing."
She groans at my pun as she shoves her hair back into the cap, but then counters, "For someone named Jack, you're pretty bad at knowing when to hit the road."
"Wow, Burger Princess, sick burn."
And damn if she hasn't gone and done it again--- distracted me right at a peak moment for me to most fully make an ass of myself. The soccer ball is sailing over our heads, and Pepper's already plowing through the water with the focus of a shark, halfway to where it's about to smack into no man's land.
Not on my watch.
I reach out and grab her ankle and yank her back the way she's done to me too many times to count, but unlike me, she seems to be expecting it--- expecting it so readily, she snaps her body through the water like a rubber band, using me as an anchor for momentum, and before I know it, she's got a palm squarely on top of my head and is dunking my entire body underwater.”
― Emma Lord, Tweet Cute