What do you want a clock for?” “To find out what time it is,” I said. “I think that’s the usual purpose.
And what did you do last night, Dexter? Oh, I played with my dolls while a friend chopped up my sister.
Rectory always sounded to me like a place where you would find a proctologist.
And here I always thought morality was useless.
Feeling - what authentic human fun!
I sighed; as comforting as it may be to some of us, sarcasm, like youth, is wasted on the young.