Never, EVER give up. Not ever. Not EVER. Ever EVER!
Back off, boys. You don't want to mess with an out-of-work secretary. We're real testy.
I zoomed in on the shoe department like a blonde homing pigeon. Shoes, shoes everywhere! Ah, sweet shoes. I truly think you can take the measure of a civilization by looking at its footwear.
It's inappropriate for the queen of the dead to be afraid of ghosts.
Why is it suddenly uncool to spell? That's all I want to know.
It's nice to see you again, Laura." "Thank you, Mrs. T-" "No, no, no. Please, my name is-" "Mud," I suggested. "Mud Barfbag Taylor. Call her Asshat for short." ~Laura, Antonia, Betsy