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1. He would never think of dialing out hunger, so over a hearty breakfast of eggs, ham and grits, she was going to have to tell him, there was less than ninety minutes till that shutlecraft docked with the Lula at this point and less than half an hour till they had to be in the androids to greet them
2. “I’m called Grits, real name Jim, don’t ever call me that
3. Grits laughed, blew some smoke in my face and said, “Look in the big box behind the
4. Grits smirked, then said, “Probably
5. Grits laughed, “I really needed it to protect me from her!”
6. them up, Grits only runs in the Midwest
7. I’ll be clean by then,” Grits said offhandedly
8. I heard a laugh behind me, and Grits stood there with a big smile
9. I didn’t understand Grits at all, but I was very glad he was on my side, and I was grateful for the unexpected lift to Chicago
10. Grits laughed, “He isn’t being benevolent sonny, he’s covering his butt too
11. Grits roared out another hearty laugh, and followed Roy out, shaking his head
12. Grits smoked one cigar after another, but as he was my host, I said nothing and tried to breathe my air from the right side of the cab
13. The miles passed by, and Grits turned out to be a good conversationalist, regaling me with
14. Grits seemed to drive, eat, smoke and drink simultaneously, and I assumed I was in good hands
15. The rest of the night was uneventful, and I was still slumbering peacefully when Grits
16. Grits had stopped right next to a Chicago Transit Authority station, so it was just a matter of minutes before I was on my way into inner city Chicago, which was where Felicity
17. I was off the hook for the guns, and I could look Grits in the eyes and act naturally around him, not having to take any orders from that quarter either
18. I thought that maybe you, me and Grits could pay it a visit tonight, once it’s dark
19. “OK,” he said, “I’ll be here with Grits at eight sharp
20. Roy and Grits were sitting near the counter
21. Grits made a noise, and we introduced the two of them
22. Grits was impressed, and made
23. Grits looked at me, and I smiled back
24. “She’s OK, Grits,” I said
25. She left with a smile for all, and then Roy and Grits got up as well
26. Roy shook my hand and Grits smiled
27. how he was and suggesting that Grits come over to his house tonight as they had things to discuss
28. I told him Roy and Grits, and let it go at that
29. Roy was in his usual jovial mood, and Grits was there as well, along with his dog
30. Roy and Grits got a line or two
31. She grits her teeth and lets out a frustrated groan, more animal-sounding than human
32. He grits his teeth to stifle a groan
33. Tobias grits his teeth and elbows one of the guards in the face
34. Paul loaded a spoon with buttery grits and aimed it at Xen
35. The damp night air provided little comfort and Sam had only covered a few hundred yards before his perspiration soaked clothes stuck to him like hot grits
36. grits into the tin and a packet of instant coffee into the cup
37. the grits thickened the water, I carefully placed in another
38. On that tray was a bowl of grits, a plate
39. He likes grits with sugar and butter and an omelet with cheese and tomatoes for breakfast
40. Still thinks he’s young and full of grits
41. Then he grits his teeth and puts a hand to his head
42. Victoria grits her teeth
43. He grits his teeth as his face tenses in pain
44. In a medium saucepan, bring the water to a boil; stir in the grits
45. Huh? Then why do all humans waste their lives trying to become rich, if Beverly hillbillies are happier eating hog jowls and corn grits? Why do most lottery winners after they win: still work at their old jobs, and live in the same house? And confess that they are no happier than when they did not have all those millions? The lottery only sells tickets because it is based upon the imagined happiness and ease all that money will buy
46. of grits, 800-, 1,200-, 4,000- and 6,000- grit stones
47. Although neither of the executioners had spoken with a southern accent, I sounded to myself as though I must be trying to track down some good old boy with a red neck and a tattoo of the Confederate flag somewhere on his body, good old Jim Bob, with a juicy wad of chewin’ tobacco tucked up in his cheek and Merle Haggard playing on the radio of his pickup, while he drove around with a loaded rifle, looking for a possum to shoot so that he could bring it home to the little woman and have her make her mighty fine stew that she served over buttered grits with collard greens on the side
48. ” He moves the transmission into D, grits his teeth as he gives it gas
49. Devon grits his teeth and throws his foot onto the brake
50. I ordered coffee and a big breakfast of grits and eggs, patty sausage and biscuits