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Imogene always sits on the remote. It's probably wedged between her butt cheeks." "Should I go get a crowbar?

Justice may be relentless, as Franklin says, but she's also hobbled by rules. That's why I choose vengeance. She's the only mistress I serve.

You know the Wicked Witch of Tenth Street? - Ananka's mother, to Principal Wickham

It is exceedingly disagreeable to me to learn that thou didst not, from folly, receive what I imparted.

wobbling a little on their flexible legs; neither of them could manage it as gracefully as Erzebet.

Reagan suggested ending the nightclub act by reciting a poem

I don't think you have talent!! But... I guess Fuuka will do. I have no choice!

Tomo: You see, it's only the boobcage that I'm lacking. My only flaw. That's why I harp on you. Kagura: Huh? Lacking to be what? Tomo: To be my ideal woman. Kagura: Ideal? Who's your ideal woman?, Tomo: ... Fujiko Mine from "Lupin III". Kagura: WHAT!?

in June 2020, researchers Supriya Garikipati (University of Liverpool) and Uma Kambhampati (University of Reading) confirmed the finding statistically,12 arguing that female-led countries, such as Germany, Denmark, Finland, Iceland, and indeed New Zealand, did better than most in responding to the pandemic.

However, I must not indulge in homespun wisdom here before so distinguished an assembly, especially as I am to be followed by a representative of science.

A Drunkard I've never been an individual entity. Sixty trillion cells! I'm a living collectivity. I'm staggering zigzag along, sixty trillion cells, all drunk.

For me, the towns where the two-legged beasts lurk are far more dangerous than the fields where the wolves roam.

I thought that 'Twilight' would be a kind of girl movie, but it was cool.

Don't you feel shame? I thought scum like you could at least feel shame

And exactly how old are you MacRieve ?" "Twelve hundreds, give or take." "Great Hekate, you're a relic. Don't you have a museum exhibit to be in somewhere ?

I can draw you a diagram. Hint: I'm slot B, and you're tab A.

The Executioner shall not have much trouble, for I have a little neck. I shall be known as La Reine Sans Tete

First things first: Marie Antoinette never said, 'Let them eat cake.' Those words were attributed to an earlier French Queen, Marie-Therese, the wife of the Sun King Louis XIV. By 1767---a year in which Marie Antoinette was still an innocent German-speaking twelve-year-old in Austria....

God! The sexiest three words in the English language, 'you were right'. What woman doesn't love to hear that?

The walk of shame, please. It was the walk of pride today.

Are you alright?" Jonathan stood before me, also soaked, though his hair looked quite... well, Darcy-esque; there was really no other word for it. Colin Firth and Jane Austen had ruined us chicks for other men, let's face it.

What are you making? Or, more aptly, what aren't you making?" Upon closer inspection, the pile of wood resembles a triangle. A crooked, timid triangle. "It's a ramp for Loki." I glance at the dog, who appears to be dead. "A ramp to… heaven?" I suggest. "To my bed, which is kind of the same thing." Leo winks. "Or so they tell me.

Elle complimented me on my weight loss and asked me which diet I was on. Acid stomach, I wanted to say. You should try it. I can introduce your husband to Emmanuelle if you want.

I looked down at myself, clad in my usual jeans and snarky T-shirt (Books: Because people are horrible, a bestseller at my store).