The guy's life drunk, I think, makes Candide look like a sourpuss. Does he even know that death exists?

I have a very low eerie threshold.

What's your major, Lennie? Oh yeah: Dorkology.

Mom has a massive sunflower for a soul so big there's hardly any room in her for organs. Jude and me have one soul between us that we have to share: a tree with its leaves on fire. And Dad has a plate of maggots for his.