Giannine--What are they going to do: smack me on the head with a pamplet?

Those Grimm brothers," she said with a sigh, "they'll never amount to anything." And she was right because all they ever became was writers.

if Saint Bruce doesn't like your poem, he chops your head off.

If you don't like vampire games, don't play

The wolf sniffed beneath the door to be sure this was a human cottage. The scent was undeniable. No pigs, except in bacon form. The wolf thought bacon form was a very sensible way for pigs to behave.

Mothers are legendary for being able to read the thoughts of their children at just the right moment.

Then, early, early, early in the morning-just as in countless Disney films-I heard a rooster crow. But guess what? They don't do it just once.