Handling That Which We Already Knew Would Come to Pass
Second, screaming in response to what we knew would happen without even an ounce of doubt accomplishes no more than a child in want of a Slurpee throwing himself to the sticky 7-11 floor and wailing like a banshee unless he gets it.
She said, “You bring the poon, we’ll bring the doom.”
She was always down for trouble.
Always in some kind of it.