Don't you understand?" snarled Rincewind. "We are going over the Edge, Godsdammit!

Sissy Mae Smith...stumbled into the room loaded down with even more bags. "You pack like a woman," she snarled when she finally dropped the luggage to the floor. "How can one man have so much conditioner?

Do I look stupid?" snarled Uncle Vernon, a bit of fried egg dangling from his bushy mustache.

"A demiGod!" one snarled.

What's that?" he snarled, staring at the envelope Harry was still clutching in his hand. "If it's another form for me to sign, you've got another -

He gripped her hard, forcing her to meet his eyes as he snarled, "I see you. I see every part of you. And I am not afraid.