It will all end very badly, Gus
I would very much like to know what the Founding Fathers would say if they could see these children being debauched to further the cause of Clearasil. However, I always suspected that democracy would...
I want that Easter Ham. Where's my Thanksgiving Turkey? Miss Trixie snarled
I suspect that I am the result of particularly weak conception on the part of my father. His sperm was probably emitted in a rather offhand manner.
I have taken to arriving at the office one hour later than I am expected. Therefore, I am far more rested and refreshed when I do arrive, and I avoid that bleak first hour of the working dayduring whi...
I don’t drive. Will you kindly go away? I am waiting for my mother.
I am an anachronism. People realize this and resent it.
Hey! All you peoples draggin along here. Stop and come stick your ass on a Night of Joy stool, he started again. Night of Joy got genuine color peoples workin below the minimal wage. Whoa! Guarantee p...
Filth!' Ignatious shouted, spewing wet popcorn over rows. 'How dare she pretend to be a virgin. Look at her degenerate face. Rape her!
Between notes, he had contemplated means of destroying Myrna Minkoff but had reached no satisfactory conclusion. His most promising scheme had involved getting a book on munitions from the library, co...
Attacked by a bird, Mrs. Reilly wept. That hadda happen to you, Ignatius. Nobody never gets attacked by a bird.
Although the style of each varied in crudity, the subjects of the paintings were relatively similar: camellias floating in bowls of water, azaleas tortured into ambitious flower arrangements, magnolia...
البته کار چندانی با آنها نداشتم، چرا که من جز با همتای خود گرم نمیگیرم و از آنجایی که همتایی ندارم با کسی هم گرم نمیگیرم.
Your total ignorance of that which you profess to teach merits the death penalty.
What you think about somebody wants peace, Claude? That sounds like a communiss to me. Mrs.
What you think about somebody wants peace, Claude? That sounds like a communiss to me. Mrs. Reilly’s worst fears were realized.
What is it, Gus? A problem? Are you having a problem? That's one of your problems. You never tell me your problems.
This is a floral abortion,' Ignatius commented irritably and tapped the vase with his cutlas. 'Dyed flowers are unnatural and perverse and, I suspect, obscene also. I can see that I am going to have m...
They would try to make me into a moron who liked television and new cars and frozen food. Don't you understand? Psychiatry is worse than communism. I refuse to be brainwashed. I won't be a robot!
That fat freak a guarantee one hunner percen nucular bum. Shit. Drop him on somebody, everbody gettin caught in the fallout, gettin their ass blowed up.