“Oh my god,” Hex said. He pushed and head-butted and yanked and spanked Bob but nothing Hex could say or do could dismantle his immovable defense. Bob stood at attention, each facet of himself fused like a super-glued Jenga stack of flesh, his hawk-like eyes boring multi-dimensional crime-fighting holes into Hex’s retreating fat back that grew farther and farther the further and further away he went until he was completely out of the room and gone.
Bob relaxed.
Then he snuck silently away like a secret ninja except for the incredibly loud jingle-jangly sound of the massive keyring that was always attached to his belt that he needed for work.
These beehive huts were discovered near Sonora, Mexico at an altitude of 7,000 feet–built about 2,700 years ago by monks who chose to live on this isolated, steep, rocky island.
Or the ancient 9-foot tall mummies found inside dressed in saffron robes emblazoned with blue pyramids and white dots representing the Mayan time-cycle of 25,000 years are space aliens.
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