"You're gonna pay for that, Lamarck," Charles hollered as he stoop-stepped over to the derriere papier, his jeans below his knees. "You'll pay for that, Lamarck!"
J-B started the Jeep and drove off, leaving Darwin stranded in the wilderness. A man crouching low with a handful of Natural Selection. That was the name of the toilet paper. Natural Selection. And Wilson later had a syllogistic theory on that, too. And the three men laughed mischievously together in the student pub.
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