“Six foot six he stood on the groundHe weighed two hundred and thirty-five poundsBut I saw that giant of a man brought downTo his knees by love”
“I’ll be real discreet,” Tank said. As discreet as a six-foot-six, no-neck guy weighing three hundred and fifty pounds, all dressed in black SWAT clothes, with a Glock holstered at his side could be.”
“Six hundred summers, she reflected.Six hundred snowy winters. Thirty-five generations of mortalhumanity. And finally, again…the sun.”
“He was Instructor Reno Alberto, a five-foot-six man-mountain of fitness, discipline, and intelligence. He was ruthless, cruel, unrelenting taskmaster.”
“There ain't many troubles that a man caint fixWith seven hundred dollars and a thirty ought six.”
“Oh, God, puppy dog eyes. From a six-foot-five ancient Viking vampire.”