Quotes About Antics

Will there be heinous fuckery, Pocket?

You know, Sal, for a long time would hate taking elevators with me. Because he knew when those doors closed I was going to do something stupid to embarrass him. So he'd opt to take the stairs a lot.

Hammy: did that rat get away? Theoniono: WHAT ARE YOU DOING? Hammy: oh ok...

Everyone acts crazy at times.

Ah, the patter of little feet around the house. There's nothing like having a midget for a butler.

A pun is not bound by the laws which limit nicer wit. It is a pistol let off at the ear; not a feather to tickle the intellect. It is an antic which does not stand upon manners, but comes bounding into the presence, and does not show the less comic for being dragged in sometimes by the head and shoulders. What though it limp a little, or prove defective in one leg? — all the better.

When you start feeling silly, you start doing silly things.

There's nothing funnier than the human animal.

Ah, the patter of little feet around the house. There's nothing like having a midget for a butler.

All their antics have left them far from tired, though, to judge by the way they are dominating the conversation, with great animation and an unsortable pidgin of academic-use mixed with hipster jargon.

Authors of light pieces have, nobody knows why, a genius for getting into minor difficulties: they walk into the wrong apartments, they drink furniture polish for stomach bitters, they drive their cars into the prize tulip beds of haughty neighbors, they playfully slap gangsters, mistaking them for old school friends.

Bob had a dog buscuit stuck to his head. How does he always get food stuck to him? I asked Morelli. I don't know, Morelli said. It's a Bob mystery. I think stuff falls out of his mouth and he rolls in it. I'm not sure. -Morelli And Stephanie

All the other guys I think had a scream on Lock, Stock. They just had a laugh and a crack, and thought it would never come out; they were just having a good time. On this one, I felt that.

My church's antics were such that we were constantly at odds with the world. That reinforced our 'otherness' on a daily basis.

Don't forget that in pushing policemen into duck ponds the follow through is everything.

Come on, he said. Bring the poker. I brought the tongs as well. I felt like it.

Ukridge was the sort of man who asks you to dinner, borrows money from you to pay the bill, and winds up the evening by embroiling you in a fight with a cabman.

Jump in the air! Fall in the dirt. Just make sure no one gets hurt! Go…Moose!

Let me tell you something. I'm a funny girl, and I gave birth to what? Funny. I can't help it. It just is what it is, and my kids have been around my antics so long, it kind of rubs off a little bit. So when it comes to what you see, you only see what is really manifesting in our lives at the time.

On the contrary," she said. "I see this really awesome future where I go back inside and drink tea by the fire and read a scroll about funny scavenger antics for the rest of the day and also, by the way, stay completely dry. That one is definitely winning right now.

Returning home on the evening of his engagement he had bewildered Mrs. Tims by seizing her as she stood in front of the kitchen-stove, a frying-pan full of sausages in her hand, and waltzing her round the kitchen, frying-pan and all. Subsequently five of the six sausages had been recovered; but the sixth was not retrieved until the next morning when, in dusting, Mrs. Tims discovered it on the mantelpiece.

Amelia Bedelia and Alice followed

Hijinxs and crazy shenanigans that'll leave you chuckling to the bewilderment of those around you - Love Romance Passion

I've learned to accept the fact that my students are far too busy preparing for their own legal careers to care one bit about the off-campus antics of Professor Burke. I get the impression that my students are vaguely aware of my novels, but are at best mildly curious.