Quotes About Bizarre

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Which amoung the colourful and crowded palette of bizarre disorders of the mind had left the ghost of a brush stroke on his brain

There is a theory which states that if ever anybody discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory which states that this has already happened.

After following it for nearly two miles he came across two she-monsters drawing water from a well. How did he know that they were monsters? Each of them had on her head an extremely unfashionable hair-style held up by bamboo slivers that stood one foot two or three inches high.

It is characteristic of the ethnocentrism of anthropology that whereas the rationality of claims by African and other primitive diviners to be able to see what is not visible to the ordinary eye has long seemed to be a proper subject of investigation, the occult powers of our own diviners have been taken for granted. Magic has been regarded as a bizarre phenomenon, the artness of art has not.

Soup of the day – wasp Gerbils on toast Or Hair lasagne (vegetarian option) Or Brick cutlet All served with deep-fried cardboard Dessert – A slice of sweat cake Tuesday Soup of the day – Caterpillar consommé Macaroni snot (vegetarian option) Or Road-kill bake Or Slipper frittata

We're talking about a tentacled flying lamp fucker, Dave. What are you prepared to call unlikely?

The phrase 'sodomized by a bratwurst poltergeist' suddenly flew through my mind.

Zoey didn't want to be paranoid, but there was something about the man in the loincloth made of charred doll heads that made her nervous.

I reached for the knob. At the same moment it began to melt and transform, turning pink and finally taking the shape of a flaccid penis. It flopped softly against the door, like a man was cramming it through the knob hole from the other side. I turned back to John and said, 'That door cannot be opened.

I said to John, "You know that if you walked around the world, your hat would travel thirty-one feet farther than your shoes?" John said, "I dunno, Dave, but before we make a bomb I have to shave half the dog." I nodded. He got up, called to Molly and herded her into my bathroom. I wondered when the soy sauce would take effect.

Folding chairs were flying through the air as if propelled by dozens of invisible Bobby Knights.

For a moment, nothing. John was about to supply the "it's not working" when, with a wet, tearing KERRRAAAAACTCH sound, Molly exploded like a meat piñata at a birthday party for very strong, invisible children.

There was no head. What the— "LOOK! SHIT!" Franky's head was making a run for

Close to it was an aquarium tank filled with a thick, yellowish substance that could have been slug slime and at the bottom was a wrinkled grayish mass that could have been a human brain or possibly a meat-loaf.

The man-shaped arrangement of meat rose up, as if functioning as one body. It pushed itself up on two arms made of game hens and country bacon, planting two hands with sausage-link fingers on the floor. The phrase "sodomized by a bratwurst poltergeist" suddenly flew through my mind. Finally it stood fully upright, looking like the mascot for a butcher shop whose profits went entirely to support the owner's acid habit.

it was like fucking an electric zombie, a stiff-legged gazelle shuddering in northern catatonia.

The actual tragedies of life bear no relation to one's preconceived ideas. In the event, one is always bewildered by their simplicity, their grandeur of design, and by that element of the bizarre which seems inherent in them.

The actual tragedies of life bear no relation to one's preconceived ideas. In the event, one is always bewildered by their simplicity, their grandeur of design, and by that element of the bizzare which seems inherent in them.

Lydia feels annoyed that her niece won't get to see the music box she purchased for her special day. How expensive it was! She realizes, even as this thought occurs to her, how bizarre and awful it is, but she can't stop it from crashing in. She doesn't rebuke herself for thinking it; she does herself the small kindness of forgiving her malfunctioning logic.

paled on the bizarre-o-meter, however, compared with what happened on September 30, 1983, when the roster of the Chicago Blitz and the roster of the Arizona Wranglers were traded for each other. Yes, traded for each other. It was, unofficially, the largest singular professional sports transaction of all time. Wrote

That bastard's brain waves had infiltrated my scrotum, reconnecting my vas deferens

There was no law that said both your eyes had to be in their sockets.

Don't lick me, you asshole!" he said, trying to pull his arm free. Crabs licked George's forehead