I just thought of a great theory that explains everything. When I went to that party, I was abducted by aliens. They have created a fake Earth and fake high school to study me and my reactions. This certainly explains cafeteria food.
I know who I am. Bloody hell, I’m getting enough bills for Karl Pilkington so I hope I am him, ‘cos if I’m not, I have no idea who I’m paying for.
Mm, you’re nice to croodle wi’,” he murmured, doing what I assumed was croodling.
Sexton: I think the whole world’s gone mad.
Death: Uh-uh. It’s always like this. You probably just don’t get out enough.
Having a kid is like an industrial revolution of the emotions. Suddenly you can mass produce worry, and guilt.
All my pains has always increased my sense of purpose.
Remind me,” he paused, drawing in a stuttered gasp, “to never piss you off again. Christ, are you secretly a ninja?
Oh, girl! He’s got a big one,
Ford Prefect suppressed a little giggle of evil satisfaction, realized that he had no reason to suppress it, and laughed out loud, a wicked laugh.
Ethan Wyeth: I hope you’re thirsty.”
Ethan: “Cause your dumb and ugly, but I can do something about thirsty.