I Give Each Book However Long It

I’m Sick Of Being Everyone’s Regret. My Mother Died In Shame Because She’d Borne Me. My Father And Brother Despise Me And My Sister Can Barely Look Me In The Eye! (acheron)

He Didn't Want The Respect Of People Who Weren’t Worth Wiping His Nose On—people Who Weren't Worth The Spatout Gum Attached To The Bottom Of His Worn-out Shoes. The Only Respect He Wanted Was From Himself And The People Who Really Mattered In His Life. The People Who Really Loved And Cared About Him.

Look, I Don’t Care What The Ooga-boogas Do. It Sounds Like They Need A Family Counselor, Not A Sniper. (steele) They’re Not Ooga-boogas, They’re Uhbukistanis. (syd) Whatever. My Personal Belief Is That We Should Leave Ooga-booga Land To The Oomp-loompas. Let Them Fight It Out With The Snozzwangers, Wangdoogles, And The Mean Vermicious Knids. I’d Rather Go Peal Carrots With A Spoon. (steele)

Did You Wake Him?" "if I Say Yes, Will You Spank Me?" Syn Rolled His Eyes. "you're Horrible, Mari.

You’re Not Weird, Are You? (jack) Not Particularly, No. (syd) Well, Good. I Got Enough Weirdness For The Lot Of Us. Don’t Want To Share It. (jack)