I moved out of my head office and went out of my mind.
Iron deficiency can lead to a wardrobe full of crumpled clothes
I’ve found a great hiding place for all my money, down the drain
Amazin’.’ he said again. ‘He just looks as though he’s thinking, right?”Er…yes.”But he’s not actually thinking?”Er…no.”So…he just gives the impression of thinking but really it’s just a show?”Er…yes.’Just like everyone else, then really,’ said Ridcully
And so Mort came at last to the river Ankh, greatest of rivers. Even before it entered the city, it was slow and heavy with the silt of the plains, and by the time it got to The Shades even an agnostic could have walked across it. It was hard to drown in the Ankh,...
Tiffany knew what the problem was immediately. She’d seen it before, atbirthday parties. Her brother was suffering from tragic sweetdeprivation. Yes, he was surrounded by sweets. But the moment he took anysweet at all, said his sugar-addled brain, that meant he was not takingall the rest. And there were so many sweets he’d never be...
Oh, don’t be absurd, man.’ The Prime Minister sat back in his chair. ‘Come on. We can’t just ban a thing because we can’t control it.’The minister responsible for health and safety looked startled. ‘I don’t see why not. It’s never stopped us before.
I don’t know who you are; you could be an axe murderer for all I know. How am I supposed to trust you and follow you? For that matter, follow you where?” Gabe inquired.”Search yourself, what do your instincts tell you?” Uri asked.”That you’re a crazy nut job and freaking me out!” Gabe snapped back.
D’yer see it? This finger, laddie, could send ye to meet yer Maker!”Sgt. Deisenburger stared at the black and purple nail a few inches from his face. As an offensive weapon it rated quite highly, especially if it was ever used in the preparation of food.
AAaargwannawannaaaagongongonaargggaaaaBLOON!” which is the traditional sound of a very small child learning that with balloons, as with life itself, it is important to know when not to let go of the string. The whole point of balloons is to teach small children this.
Letitia! What a name. Halfway between a salad and a sneeze.
Money’s scarceTimes are hardHere’s your fuckingXmas card
Mr. Vey, you cannot be stuffed into a locker without your consent.” Dallstrom said, which may be the dumbest thing ever said in a school. “You should have resisted. That’s like blaming someone who was struck by lightning for getting in the way.
Look,’ said Cyrus, raising his knife again and pointing it at her. ‘Give me one reason why we shouldn’t kill your boyfriend over there. Come on. The dark scowling face is reason enough in my book.’She could have sworn she heard the sound of Lucas’s eyes narrowing to slits.‘Come on, just one reason,’ Cyrus repeated,...
Actually, we have a lot of traditions for that. You’ll find out
Losing the Internet has forced them to interact verbally instead of microblogging their lives, but a lot of them still talk in Tweets:”Ugh! I’m standing in line at the post office.””I’m not eating the crusts on my sandwich because apparently I’m five.
What do you do,’ said Jean, ‘with, ah, “ungifted” children when you have them?”Cherish them and raise them, you imbecile. Most of them end up working for us, in Karthain and elsewhere. What did you think we’d do, burn them on a pyre?”Forget I asked
I crawled back to bed, knowing I was done for. Hours later, the phone in our room started ringing. It was George. He was not happy.”Room 312. Now!” he shouted.Bouldy got up. I tried to pull myself together, splashing my face with water and hauling on my shorts and flip flops. It was a lovely...
I kind of have to go to the bathroom,” Aria said woozily.Ezra smiled. “Can I come?
Isn’t he cute? That he thinks he has a sense of humour?
The theory of attachment is same for humans and computers. Unknown sender’s attachment is blocked..Known sender’s attachment is accepted or ignored..Heavy attachments are annoying..Too heavy attachments do not reach..No attachment is the best option!
Fever jumped aside just in time to dodge the shower of urine, and stumbled into the path of a religious procession – celebrants in robes and pointed hats whirling and clapping and chanting the name of some old-world prophet, ‘Hari, Hari! Hari Potter!’
…his knees were held together by the skin-tight trousers, which consequently narrowed the aperture through which great quantities of malodorous, rancid dreck were shortly to emerge with great force. St John knew that this was likely to prove troublesome. Although his mid-morning bab was usually undertaken in a more perfunctory manner, he would still have...
If I owned Texas and Hell, I would rent out Texas and live in Hell