Quotes About Kidnappers

Tell the FBI that the kidnappers should pick out a judge that Nixon wants back.

I was still alive. Ha! Take that kidnappers. Still alive. Maybe it was my butt that was feeding me. I always thought it was kind of round. I bet my body was eating up all the fat stores from my butt now. Yeah. See, having a big ass is a good thing. Good, good, good. They should put that in magazines. Why diet? Why stay thin? If you ever get kidnapped and left for dead, your fat ass could save your life!

As we walked, I pulled out the newspaper I'd found. "Getting caught up on current events?" Sam asked. "No," Corey said. "She's doing her research for that essay we have due next week. You know Maya. Escaping a forest fire, helicopter crash, and crazed would-be kidnappers is no reason to ask for an extension." "I'm sure she brought it for fire-starter, guys.

Daniel and I helped him up. "Oww…," he said. "There'd have been a bigger oww if he hadn't swerved," I said. "That would not look good on your obituary. Survived a helicopter crash, armed kidnappers, and three days in the woods, only to get mowed down by a passing redneck.

Tell the FBI that the kidnappers should pick out a judge that Nixon wants back.

Sabrina Starr was fuming. Her sprained ankle was a disaster. If she didn't rescue the Chinese ambassador from his kidnappers within the next forty-eight hours, discord would spread, countries would fall, and World War III would loom. And here she was stuck in the hospital. "Ms. Starr? I'm Dr. Albert, Ankle Specialist." Sabrina gazed up at the doctor and her heart sang.

But after a person has been in analysis for nearly four years, it becomes second nature to automatically study and dissect all dreams and dream fragments. With his mind busily seeking the symbolic content of darkness, rubber masks, and strange voices, he couldn't completely lose control, or remain panic-stricken for very long. "Oh," he said, sighing with relief, "it's just the kidnappers.

Strange, her horoscope hadn't mentioned to beware of crazy kidnappers or demented desert sheikhs this week.

Sarah, honey, I hardly think kidnappers are going to take the time to buy a memento of their stay. I could be wrong, but it seems rather unlikely.

Sometimes she abrogated responsibility by fantasizing about kidnappers bursting into the house, bundling her into the back of their van, and taking her away for a long rest in a nice, cool, quiet dungeon.

Those who stalked us as their prey paid little heed to the hour; the sun rose above gangs of kidnappers who grabbed free men and women off the street in broad daylight and sold them elsewhere to be consumed, digested, and excreted from the bowels of the republic.