This is the sixty-nine," I told him, presenting the magazine in front of him. I put my fingers -- two of them -- on the action, so that he would not overlook it. "Why is it dubbed sixty-nine?" he asked, because he is a person hot on fire with curiosity. "It was invented in 1969. My friend Gregory knows a friend of the nephew of the inventor." "What did people do before 1969?" "Merely blowjobs and masticating box, but never in chorus.

Only someone who'd never been an animal would put up a sign saying not to feed them.

and i wouldn't say no to something sweet.

It's rarely talked about, but hunting for sport is just about as vile as we humans get.

I shook my tambourine the whole time, because it helped me remember that even though I was going through different neighborhoods, I was still me.

Just about every children's book in my local bookstore has an animal for its hero. But then, only a few feet away in the cookbook section, just about every cookbook includes recipes for cooking animals. Is there a more illuminating illustration of our paradoxical relationship with the nonhuman world?

Everyone performs bad actions... A bad person is someone who does not lament his bad actions.