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Tales from the Gas Station: Volume Three (Tales from the Gas Station, #3) Tales from the Gas Station: Volume Three by Jack Townsend
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“(I know my life may seem a tad pathetic from the outside, but that’s just because it is.)”
Jack Townsend, Tales from the Gas Station: Volume Three
“Being dead is a lot like dreaming. Sometimes it’s good; sometimes it’s bad. But most of the time, you don’t even realize you’re doing it.”
Jack Townsend, Tales from the Gas Station: Volume Three
“​It wasn’t all about the Benjamimics. Sometimes, they were just random people. Sometimes, they were locals. Even one guy pretending to be a “health inspector.” Not always adults, either. It was the kids that were the hardest to kill (figuratively speaking, of course—in practice, they were the easiest).”
Jack Townsend, Tales from the Gas Station: Volume Three
“I don’t have friends. Just people I haven’t killed yet. But”
Jack Townsend, Tales from the Gas Station: Volume Three
“I feel a little… what’s that word, when you’re sad that a story you’ve invested so much time in has ended and you’ll never get to know what the characters do next?” “I call it the book hangover.” “I thought there might be a slightly more poetic word for it, like desiderium or something.” “Nope. ‘Book-hangover.’” “Well I’m hungover like crazy. How does one treat a book hangover?” I shrugged. “I guess another book.” “Okay! What are we reading next?” The question was so unexpected that I didn’t understand her at first. “We?” I asked. “Well, yeah. You’re the expert. What’s next for our book club?” “This is a book club now?”
Jack Townsend, Tales from the Gas Station: Volume Three
“A gun, a backup gun, and enough cash for two boring weeks or two interesting days.”
Jack Townsend, Tales from the Gas Station: Volume Three
“Chapter Forty-One Some time passed. It's hard to say how much, exactly.”
Jack Townsend, Tales from the Gas Station: Volume Three
“​“I didn’t understand any of that,” I said. ​Roger chuckled, “That’s fair. It’s not terribly important right now anyway. Maybe we’ll touch more upon it in the fourth book.” ​“The fourth what?” ​“Never mind.”
Jack Townsend, Tales from the Gas Station: Volume Three
“​I grabbed the baseball bat from behind the counter and cracked Satan across the skull. For an omnipotent super-deity, he sure went down like a bitch.”
Jack Townsend, Tales from the Gas Station: Volume Three
“​Thoughts and words piled up like a queue outside my mind and rushed in at moments of weakness like the bottom half of an Icee sticking to the cup, waiting for the chance to come smashing into my face.”
Jack Townsend, Tales from the Gas Station: Volume Three
“The book club meeting had been a success (by my standards, anyway—we had fun and nobody died).”
Jack Townsend, Tales from the Gas Station: Volume Three
“No matter what he chooses, Jack will lose and die alone in pain gravy.”
Jack Townsend, Tales from the Gas Station: Volume Three
“I try to ask questions, Clyde jumps down my throat.” “Typical Clyde.”
Jack Townsend, Tales from the Gas Station: Volume Three
“Yeah?” Jerry responded. “Well, I think you need to step back and take a good, long, hard gorilla dick and use it to go fuck yourself.”
Jack Townsend, Tales from the Gas Station: Volume Three
“No you’re not, Jack. Be serious; you’re clearly a Pisces or a Cancer. That’s the thing about us water signs. You can’t tame water. We’re full of passion, ya see? But you know what? Water only ever comes with a storm.” “That is objectively untrue.”
Jack Townsend, Tales from the Gas Station: Volume Three