Fucksocks! It’s Chet the huge shaved vampyre cat, down on the street. He looks bigger, and I think he ate a meter maid. Her little cart is running and there’s an empty uniform on the curb.Bad kitty!
No one knows why, but second only to eating the brains of the living, the dead love affordable prefab furniture.
I'll not have an exchange with an impudent fool. [Oswald]He's not impudent, said Jones [the puppet]. With proper inspiration, the lad sports a woody as stout as a mooring pin. Ask your lady.I nodded i...
Sweetheart, wake up; you've destroyed the house and I need you to suffer for it.
Boredom can be a lethal thing on a small island.
[in regards to the Asian guy] He was so cute - in that Final Fantasy Thirty-Seven way. What I'm saying is, the Sex Fu is strong with this one.--The Chronicles of Abby Normal
Whistler, Manet called. How's your mother?
Tommy, I'm going to tell you something I've never told anyone before. If you repeat it, I'll deny I said it. Five years ago I saw a white owl with a seventy-foot wingspan swoop out of the sky and pluc...
The netherworld is timeless and unchanging, and boring -- much like a doctor's waiting room.
If there was anything I learned from John the Baptist, it was that the sooner you confess a mistake, the quicker you can get on to making new and better mistakes.
I think there was always some scrawny dreamer sitting at the edge of the firelight, who had the ability to imagine dangers, to look into the future in his imagination and see possibilities, and theref...
Like love, privacy is most manifest in its absence.
It’s sarcasm, Josh.Sarcasm?It’s from the Greek, sarkasmos. To bite the lips. It means that you aren’t really saying what you mean, but people will get your point. I invented it, Bartholomew named it.W...
For the tourist, immersed in the oblivion of vacation spending, Cypress Street provided a bonanza of curious gifts to prove to the folks back home that they had been somewhere. Somewhere where they ha...
Children see magic because they look for it.
Serão todas as mulheres mais fortes e melhores do que eu?- Sim - respondeu ele.
[Abby to Tommy and Jody who are hugging]So I'm like, Cold-faced killers on the clock, bitches, we don't have time for your bonery right now.--The Chronicles of Abby Normal
Sarcasm will make your tits fall off.
How do you know, when you think blue — when you say blue — that you are talking about the same blue as anyone else?You cannot get a grip on blue.Blue is the sky, the sea, a god’s eye, a devil’s tail,...
Ydych chi'n cymryd cerdynnau credid? said the highwayman, no doubt trying to frighten me further, his consonants chained like anal beads strung out of hell's own bunghole.