oh yeah, get back in your pajamas, go to bed, eat nothing but gallons of ice cream and tons of pizza, don’t take a shower or shave your legs or put on any kind of make up at all and just sit in the dark and watch a really sad movie and have a good long cry and just wallow
look, what exactly do you want from me? you bring me here to this place, you put me in a school that says the pledge of allegiance in six different languages, two of which i've never heard of before. you take me away from my home, my friends, and now you want what from me?
oh, i'm still waiting for the day when my knowledge of the inner workings of a frog's intestinal system can be applied to my work in the insurance industry
i never liked him. i don’t know what it was, something about the shape of his forehead or his height or the floppy hair style. actually yes, on reflection i think it was the floppy hair style
maybe i should just avoid this neighborhood altogether. though my doctor's just down the block. maybe i can get special permission if i'm bleeding from the head