Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing is going to get better. It's not.
Cat, you ruined mom's dress!" "Honey, it was ruined when she bought it.
Pop guns! And bicycles! Roller skates! Drums! Checkerboards! Tricycles! Popcorn! And plums! And he stuffed them in bags. Then the Grinch, very nimbly, Stuffed all the bags, one by one, up the chimbley!
I box in yellow Gox box socks.
Maybe Christmas, the Grinch thought, doesn't come from a store.
I said, "I do not fear those pants with nobody inside them." I said, and said, and said those words. I said them but I lied them.