A man’s subconscious self is not the ideal companion. It lurks for the greater part of his life in some dark den of its own, hidden away, and emerges only to taunt and deride and increase the misery of a miserable hour.
Amusement, even ironic amusement, is the beginning of sincere appreciation, as any lapsed hipster knows.
Orange is the New Black is a really boring porn.
Isn’t it a pity we can’t have two husbands? One to look at and one to talk to.
Am I on your walk of shame? You did sleep with the right MacGregor, didn’t you?
Linh Cinder. Such a pleasure. My master has spoken so highly of you.
Picture this broad: 22 going on 18. Half the guys in my class would have given their left testicle to date her. This cupcake is the guidance counselor the principal has assigned me. Miss Boyle is her name. We all call her “Miss Bubbly Water.
One will abide, and will confess that another is nobler than he, that another is richer, more handsome, and even that he is more learned, but that another is richer in reason scarcely any will confess: Rare is he who will concede genius.
Hey, our hair’s the same color,” I said, eying us side by side in the mirror.
“Sure is, girlfriend.” Eric grinned at me.
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.