I don't hafta take his sass

Perhaps you would be so kind as to tell these details to the driver. As I believe I told you before, I am a busy man.""I'd like to keep communications to one channel. It makes it clear where the responsibility lies.""Responsibility?""In other words, say the cat dies while I'm gone, you'd get nothing out of me, even if I did find the sheep.""Hmm," said the man. "Fair enough. You are somewhat off base, but you do quite well for an amateur. I shall write this down, so please speak slowly.

Another thing about pain - it renders you incapable of bullshit.

She was definitely the sort of girl who puts her hands over a husband's eyes, as he is crawling in to breakfast with a morning head, and says "Guess who!

Don't be a smart aleck," Hungry said."But it cheers me up," I said.

Kane narrowed his eyes. ‘Where have you been all this time, Caitlin?’ She could see the suspicion in his eyes, the accusation. ‘Tied to a radiator.’‘What is it about you that makes people want to cuff you, huh?

I'm not going to work in a place where I can't eat donuts.

Did you know that only older forests grow the sort of fungi that feeds the variety of orchid called Goodyera pubescens—”“You’re making that up.”“I promise you, I’m not making up mushroom facts for your amusement.”“Pubescens? Pubescent orchid?” He snorted. “Has it grown a little stupid mustache? Does it skateboard?

Just awful,” said Theodosia.Drayton faced Theodosia with sad eyes. “I agree. A gentleman should never resort to name-calling.”“I meant the condos,” Theodosia replied.

Yeah, the guy’s stiff as a board,” Sabine responded at once. “Probably going to piss himself if he hasn’t already. Pants that dark, it’s hard to tell.” I withheld my sigh. I had asked for a word picture.