It's an either/or world now.
Yes, my dear child, monsters are real. I happen to have one hanging in my basement.
But monsters, I now know, come in all shapes and sizes, and only their appetite for human flesh defines them.
The minute we decide that one person doesnยดt matter anymore, theyยดve won.
Why did they come billions of miles just to stare at us? It's rude.
I'm one, too," he said. "What?" He spit a wad of blood and mucus into the dirt. "A virgin." What a shock. "What makes you think I'm a virgin?" I asked. "You wouldn't have hit me if you weren't.