I discovered, though, that once having given a pig an enema there is no turning back, no chance of resuming one of life's more stereotyped roles.
E. B. WhiteA shaft of sunlight at the end of a dark afternoon, a note of music, and the way the back of a babyโs neck smells if itโs mother keeps it tidy,โ answered Henry. โCorrect,โ said Stuart. โThose are the important things. You forgot one thing, though. Mary Bendix, what did Henry Rackmeyer forget?โ โHe forgot ice cream with chocolate sauce on it,โ said Mary quickly.
E. B. WhiteFern was up at daylight, trying to rid the world of injustice. As a result, she now has a pig. A small one to be sure, but nevertheless a pig. It just shows what can happen if a person gets out of bed promptly.
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