Just as I lay back, she sat up. I sat up, and she flopped back down. Awkward. That was my every move when it came to her. Now we were both lying down, staring up at the blue sky.

Don’t spit down my back and tell me it’s raining.

And you can look up just about anything, even dirty pictures. Every now and again, the dirtiest pictures you ever saw would pop up on the screen. Imagine!

There are lots of things we choose not to see. Doesn't mean they aren't there, even if we wish they weren't.

No, I'm too busy trying to deflect your Power of Stupidity. But I don't think I'm strong enough.

...you cannot punish a wet child for the rain.

Maybe Ridley was like chicken pox; you could only catch it once.