欧宝娱乐

“Mystique saturates, gluts the air,
Adventure鈥檚 even more than rare,
Excitement鈥檚 everywhere to share,
And Novelty鈥檚 beyond compare.”
― Mariecor Ruediger, HOT STUFF: Celebrating Summer's Simmer and Sizzle

“Beacon, beacon, lonesome on a hill鈥�
Waves run aground, pound 鈥榬ound, what a thrill!
Water water everywhere crashes,
Shore鈥檚 not lazy for it mashes, bashes鈥�..
Summer鈥檚 when tourists traipse o鈥檈r to see you,
Offering to wipe-wash your dust and mildew;
Summer painters place you with dinghy and gull,
Historians have you as subject o鈥檈r which to mull.
When feline Fog drifts gently or is heavy,
Your bright light鈥檚 followed by boat bevy;
And during those calm, clear days and nights
You鈥檙e that upright nautical dream exciting tiny tykes.”
― Mariecor Ruediger, HOT STUFF: Celebrating Summer's Simmer and Sizzle

“That鈥檚 how babies are made!鈥�

I reeled back and knocked over a chair. 鈥淎unt M!鈥�

鈥淪ex kills!鈥�

鈥淢, seriously.鈥� Mom walked into the kitchen and rolled her eyes.

My aunt patted her belly. 鈥淚t killed my waistline.”
― A. Kirk, Drop Dead Demons