“Oh, hullo, Worthing,” he said in a cheery manner. “How are things?” “Outlook stormy with a chance of… — Jasper Fforde
“Oh, hullo, Worthing,” he said in a cheery manner. “How are things?”
“Outlook stormy with a chance of scattered death moving in randomly from all points of the compass.”
p. 354Source: Wikiquote · CC BY-SA 4.0
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