They're Not So Bad. They Just Need

Ella Is Nervous,” The Harpy Muttered From Her Perch On The Railing. “the Elephant. The Elephant Is Watching Ella.

You're A Stalker With Hooves." "i Am Not! I Followed Her To The Big House And Hid In A Bush And Watched The Whole Thing.

All I Heard Was The Blood Rushing Through My Ears, And The Distant Rumble And Crackle Of The Lake Of Fire. (and Khufu Scratching Himself And Grunting, But That Was Nothing New.)

My Modus Operandi Hasn't Really Changed That Much From When I Was An English Teacher. I Wanted My Students To Leave My Classroom Loving Reading And Wanting To Read More, And If They Left My Classroom Thinking That Reading Is Boring, Then I Haven't Done My Job.

Our Problems Started In Dallas, When The Fire-breathing Sheep Destroyed The King Tut Exhibit.