The wages of sin is death but so is the salary of virtue, and at least the evil get to go home early on Fridays.

Of course, lots of dwarfs, trolls, native people, trappers, hunters, and the merely badly lost had discovered it on an almost daily basis for thousands of years. But they weren’t explorers and didn’t count.

Perhaps it was pheromones, or the way his muscles rippled under his black leather shirt. Greebo broadcast a kind of greasy diabolic sexuality in the megawatt range. Just looking at him was enough to set dark wings fluttering in the crimson night.

Magrat was sick all night just at the thought of it and had the dire rear.

“Garkon? Mucho vino aveck zei, grassy ass.”

Of course, lots of dwarfs, trolls, native people, trappers, hunters, and the merely badly lost had discovered it on an almost daily basis for thousands of years. But they weren’t explorers and didn’t count.

Magrat was sick all night just at the thought of it and had the dire rear.

“Garkon? Mucho vino aveck zei, grassy ass.”