I’m trying to liquidate my assets. Somebody get me a straw.

“I’ll stab you with a pointy thingy. Not a sword, a knife, or even a mountaintop…”

“She had two blueberries for eyes, and hair the color of strawberries. Too bad o…”

“Sure, I’ll take your pamphlet. I need to fill up my trashcan anyway.”

“Though my skull is the size of a soup bowl, everything in the universe—and more…”