It was hard for me to believe. When recess was over I sat in class and thought about it. My mother had a hole and my father had a dong that shot juice. How could they have things like that and walk around as if everything was normal, and talk about things, and then do it and not tell anybody?

they say that nothing is wasted: either that or it al is

I was beaten down long ago in some alley in another world.

Keep your money in your pocket. Or bet it on a good horse.

Morals were restrictive, but they were grounded on human experience.

Banion wondered which was worse - being sodomized by aliens, or having to sit through two hours of Charles Ives.

There's nothing unusual about love.