The three words that best describe you are as follows, and I quote: stink. Stank. Stunk.

You'll be on your way up! You'll be seeing great sights! You'll join the high fliers who soar to high heights.

Everything stinks till it’s finished.

Children's reading and children's thinking are the rock-bottom base upon which this country will rise.

Bump! Bump! Bump! Did you ever ride a wump? We have a Wump with just one hump. But, we know a man called Mr. Gump. Mr Gump has a seven hump Wump. So... if you Bump! Bump! Just jump on the hump on the Wump of Gump.

I am the Lorax! I speak for the trees, Which you seem to be chopping as fast as you please; But I also speak for the brown Barbaloots, Who frolicked and played in their Barbaloot suits, Happily eating Truffula fruits. Now, since you've chopped the trees to the ground There's not enough Truffula fruit to go 'round! And my poor Barbaloots are all feeling the crummies Because they have gas, and no food, in their tummies.

I look at the world through the wrong end of a telescope.