I tok the road less traveled. Now I'm lost.

“So you like to stretch the truth?" he asked me. "Stretch, fold, spindle, staple…”

“At a long meeting a man next to me, British I hope, said, "Man, I'd kill for a …”

“Thrice damned she howls like Cerberus to the nightGuarding virtues that lie lik…”

“Dale, a Plutonian Dreg Bug, the kind with seventeen eyes and a bad temper, got …”