14PINKY-SECONDS LATER"Get me up there and I'll put an eye out!" I shout. "They don't call me Killdigit for nothing!"
But Judd just keeps me wrapped around the dagger hilt with all his other fingers.
(Talk about having a nuclear missile and keeping it in the silo!)
He lashes the dagger left, toward Priscilla, then sweeps it right, toward Roland, then left again.
(Dude! Would you please make up your my-yind?)
The two blade-studded maniacs just keep charging, swinging back their weapons in preparation for the big chop. Here comes Roland's machete...here comes Priscilla's poleaxe...
(Goodbye cruel world! Is there a Heaven just for fingers?)
...and then, just as the big blades swoop in for the big chop, Judd ducks and scrambles out of the way. Neither weapon makes contact...
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