…Don’t be surprised, and I say it darkly, do not be surprised if you lose your Luke in this cause; perhaps Mrs. Dudley has not yet had her own mid morning snack, and she is perfectly capable of a filet de Luke á la meuniére, or perhaps dieppoise, depending upon her mood; if I do not return” -and he shook his finger warningly under the doctor’s nose- “I entreat you to regard your lunch with the gravest suspicion.” Bowing extravagantly, as befitted one off to slay a giant, he closed the door behind him.
Swap out one of these men with the mute, and I’ll be right as rain,
How long y’ think it’ll take t’git that wild streak out im?”
“Well, Brother Tiggins, that’ll depend on how long he can weather the leather.
Maybe the cat has fallen into the stew, or the lettuce has frozen, or the cake has collapsed. Eh bien, tant pis. Usually one’s cooking is better than one thinks it is. And if the food is truly vile, then the cook must simply grit her teeth and bear it with a smile, and learn from her mistakes.
Don’t you oh well me,sir,” Miss Maudie replied, recognizing Jem’s fatalistic noises, “you are not old enough to appreciate what I said.
Most people who are would each not be in love with their partner, if they did not have the kind of genitals they have.
The face staring back at me isn’t beautiful but she isn’t something that would scare the horses, either.
The subjective experience of intense pain (“That’s all I can take
My feet are completely flat, but for most of my life they were still shaped like feet. Now, thanks to bunions, they’re shaped more like states, wide boring ones that nobody wants to drive through.
imagine there’s no heaven…” he said. “Apparently someone is taking that personally.