“Wow! Is that a screwed up planet or what?”
“How can I parent adequately if you refuse to properly child?”
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god! I hatched here. It seems so much smaller now.”
“Wake up, hon. Our car’s been stolen and we have to pay a thousand dollar fine for illegal camping.”
“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! It’s the SUN! It SETS!”
There remains but one minor flaw standing between me and hair restoration immortality.
“After the leprechaun stole my snowglobe, I just figured, ‘What’s the use? I give up.’”
“This is it? I was hoping for something a trifle more ostentatious.”
“You better believe I went to market. I sure as hell wasn’t stayin’ home.”