Bet he was myrrh, said Josh. Bastard, he brings the cheapest gift and now he wants to sodomize me. My mother told me the myrrh went bad after a week too. Did I mention that Joshua was not a myrrh fan?
If you think anyone is sane you just don’t know enough about them. The key — and this is very relevant in our case — is to find someone whose insanity dovetails with your own.
Y’all act like I brought the ladies to the party, but they come on they own, cuz. A door open up out the Underworld, there they is. It’s y’all’s fault they here. All y’all let shit get so fucked up he...
It was sometimes difficult to reconcile a man's talents with his personality.
It was the sound of a thousand hungry children crying, ten thousand widows tearing their hair over their husband's graves, a chorus of angels singing the last dirge on the day of God's death.
These dogs are not fighting.Yes they are. Like the paintings we saw in the Louvre, said Lucien. Gecko-Roman wrestling Father called it.Ah, of course, said Pissarro, as if it had become clear. Yes, Gec...
It's easier to keep a secret if people think you're crazy
Come up here if you have a vision or if you are in trouble. Pokey grabbed a bag from the floor of the truck and handed it to Samson through the window. There’s a blanket in there and some mint
Jody screamed at him: a high, explosive, unintelligible expulsion of pure inhuman frustration--a Hendrix high note sampled and sung by a billion suffering souls in Hell's own choir.
Joseph had regained his composure by now. Evidently, once you accept that your wife slept with God, extraordinary events seem sort of commonplace.
Was drafted as a shortstop right out of high school by the Giants and sent to their double-A team in Richmond, Virginia, the Flying Squirrels, which is where I got my nickname—the squirrel—
The Emperor decided to make a proclamation to his troops about the importance of compassion in the face of the rising tide of heinous fuckery and political weaselocity in the nearby kingdom of the Uni...
Joshua grinned: I think we’ll both do better than my cousin John and his ‘hold them underwater until they agree with you’ sermon.
Life is an irritation.
Like the saber-toothed tiger’s fangs, or the Alpha Male’s testosterone, there’s just more Beta Male imagination than can really be put to good use. Consequently, a lot of Beta Males become hypochondri...
Mr. Asher, I’m going to have to ask you to leave. No, ma’am, I’m going to have to insist that you pass away, this instant. You’re overdue.
Mr. Fresh sat down on the stool behind the counter and stared into the eyes of the cardboard cutout of Cher, hoping to find answers there. But the bitch was holding out.
My kingdom for a razor-blade cowcatcher and Cuisinart wheel covers to cut my path through this herd of ignorant peasant meat, she thought. Then: Whoa, I guess I really do need the meds.
Theophilus Crowe's mobile phone played eight bars of Tangled Up in Blue in an irritating electronic voice that sounded like a choir of suffering houseflies, or Jiminy Cricket huffing helium, or, well,...
No. Tommy turned and headed toward the door. As he reached it he turned and said, I'm not fucked. The Sartre reader looked up from his book and said, We all are. We all are.
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