The monster’s bride at his door. Magnus could not stop staring. [Jocelyn] was staring too. She seemed transfixed by his pajamas. Magnus was frankly offended. He had not invited any wives of crazed hate-cult leader...
The man who has pajamas knitted to match those of his cat, must be a superior lover.” My grandpa died a virgin.
I match my pajamas to my comforter so I can disappear into sleep. I’m camouflaged into noonexistence, where I don’t wake up until 12:00 PM.
Orafoura paid me in pajamas, and I let him because the pajamas matched his plaid mustache.
We don’t have the luxury of thinking … Some people make all the decisions for us
I work in my pajamas most of the time. No matter what you’re wearing, you can sound businesslike on the phone.
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