48 Quotes by Cindy Callaghan

I don’t know. Let me think. Do I want pie? Am I even hungry? Oh, this is a hard decision. Maybe I should call the DUH, YES, I LOVE PIE ASSOCIATION.

The boat floated down the indoor river toward fog and screams. It got darker, and Ellie said, “I think I just tinkled.” Gordo, who was sitting next to her, said, “No, baby doll. I think that was me.

Josh, Topher, and Charlie walked in, each carrying a pizza box. The kitchen instantly filled with the smells of boys, sweat, and garlic.

Quel Dommage!” That was “bummer” in French, or maybe “too bad,” or “scrambled eggs.

When she backed up the Petmobile it made a Beep! Beep! Beep! that attracted even more attention than the average minivan dressed like a cat–dog.

You can climb out of your designer bag now. I’ve never actually seen someone try to fit inside a handbag. You gave it a good go. Let me try.

We high-fived by tapping our Twizzlers together. We’d come up with a million different ways to high-five without using our palms.

Things were getting more un-boring by the minute. Maybe a little too de-bored-ified.

Sam picked up his hand-phone and looked at Ellie. “It’s the Shut Your Piehole Factory; they want to talk to you,” he said.