I don't know if you have noticed this, but it is quite possible for two human beings to have a conversation in which one or both parties involved has absolutely no idea what they're talking about.

It took me a moment. I blinked, and suddenly it swam into focus and I had to frown very hard to keep myself from giggling out loud like the schoolgirl Deb had accused me of being. Because he had arranged the arms and legs in letters, and the letters spelled out a single small word: BOO. The three torsos were carefully arranged below the BOO in a quarter-circle, making a cute little Halloween smile. What a scamp.

It was such an unexpected and genuine smile that if I only had a soul I'm sure I would have felt quite guilty.

I was filled with dread at the thought my mind had skipped town and left me behind to pay the rent." --Dexter

I sighed; as comforting as it may be to some of us, sarcasm, like youth, is wasted on the young.

That's why I liked him, I think. Another guy pretending to be human, just like me.

Nothing in life is fair. Fair is a dirty word and I'll thank you not to use that language around me.