Answer All The Questions That I'm Too

Wow. I Feel Like In This Riot Of People, I Have Been Kicked In The Stomach, But By The Giddy Police. Forget About The Need For Oxygen. My Mouth Wants To Go Back To The Place It Just Left.

Once Upon A Time, Sleeping Beauty Decided To Take A Nap From Which She Would Never Wake Up.

No One Would Want To Read A Book In Which I Explain The Science Of Cloning Because It Would Be Very Dull And It Would Also Make No Sense.

Listen To Me: I Never Married Because I Was Too Easily Bored. It's An Awful, Self-defeating Trait To Have. It's Much Better To Be Too Easily Interested.

But She's Not, And I Am Left To Wonder On My Own: How Does This Work, The Getting To Know A New Guy Without Revealing Too Much Desperation For His Undivided Attention?