Not exact matches
You know the
story of course — he asked the way to the village and the little boy pointed
out the right direction, and the Cure told him «You have shown me the way to
Ars and I will show you the way to Heaven».
So in the spirit
of the holiday, I'd like to recount the
story of the time my husband Don, then a teenager, shot some bottle rockets
out of his butt, burnt all his
arse - hair off, and landed in the ER.
This sort
of thing in fiction will interrupt the flow
of the
story and throw the reader
out of the book, all because the writer can't be
arsed.
I fully enjoyed the
story of this game and the controls really arn't as bad as people are making
out and after 10 minutes
of playing, you're used to them and already taking advantage.