If Anyone Comes Near You, Just Scream

I Turned Around And Headed Back To The Stairwell, Planning To Go Downstairs And Buy A Chocolate Bar From The Vending Machine. Maybe It Would Fall On Me And End My Misery.

You Flatter Me Shamelessly. I Like It. Good.

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.

It's The Way You Look Whenever She Mentions Her Fiance. My Cat Looks Like That Before He Hacks Up A Hairball.

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.