I'm also pretty impressive when I'm shoving the neck of a lute into someone's chest cavity.
Why is it called Piggie-back riding? I'm not a piggie!
I have very little patience for teachers who teach their students things that are wrong.
Sometimes I feel like when someone asks me if I believe in God, it's like a blind person asking if I'm black, so that they can put me in the right category.
I need Harry Potter like a grindylow needs water.
We are all differently broken, semi-functional, rusted out love machines