If Anyone Comes Near You, Just Scream

Here's All I Know: That The World Is Uncontrollable. Chaos Reigns. That Anything And Everything Might Be Possible. I Won't Subscribe To Any Rational System Again. Nothing Will Bind Me.

If You Were Closer, I'd Slap You," She Said. "let Me Help," I Replied, And Stepped Closer. She Promptly Slapped Me, Which Surprised Me Only A Little. We Glared At Each Other In The Near Dark, And Then She Looked Away. "i'm Sorry I Slapped You," She Said. "that's All Right. I Quite Enjoyed It.

I Believe There Is Something On This Earth That You Desire More Than Anything, And It Isn't Me.

Imbecile!" The Chef Shouted. "next Time Why Don't You Just Put Your Whole Hand In The Food, Hey? Yes, Your Whole Hand, Or Maybe Your Face! I Arrange The Food On Plates With Care, Are You Understanding What I Am Telling You? It Is Part Of The Art Form Of Cooking, Yes? A Lovely Plate Of Food Is A Thing Of Beauty! And Then You, Numbskull, Come Along And Put Your Fat Greasy Fingers All Over My Plate, And Shake The Plate, And Move My Food All Around The Plate Until It Looks Like Pigs' Vomit!" "chef Vlad!" I Cried Out In Delight.

His Speech Failed To Rouse An Enthusiastic Cheer, But No One Dared Contradict Him.