The fly in her argument is that when she says, 'they' will feel like lemons, we don't know who 'they' are. And 'they' might BE lemons.

Rosie get off your desk, and please put your beard away.

If you fall down those stairs and break both of your legs, don't come running to me!

He came over and ruffled my hair, which is technically assault. I could get on the blower to ChildLine.

I like the idea that I can talk to any teenage girls. You know, in a language that makes sense to them.

Still, life carries on. Exams to be examined. Serious things to be thingied.

When Mutti and Vati came in I didn't speak to them. I just unfurled the CAT MOLESTERS banner I had made.