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If you wonder what the difference between them and me is, I'll break the news: you never heard of them. Most of them ... can fight almost as good as I can. I'm just saying you never heard of them.
On rocky islands gulls woke.
Are Russian cannibals worse than the English? Of course. The English eat only the feet, the Russians the soul. "The soul is a mirage," I told Anna Alexandrovna, but she went on eating mine anyway.
a cloud of black-and-orange butterflies for the Mullendores.
Norbert the Norwegian Ridgeback
A fascinating breed, Old Etonians. Impeccable in their social skills and very portable - you can put them anywhere, and they are absolutely charming.
A flat black bug, that is London.
Festus just detected a large group of eagles behind us - long-range radar, still not in sight."
Piper leaned over the console. "Are you sure they're Roman?"
Leo rolled his eyes. "No, Pipes. It could be a random group of giant eagles flying in perfect formation. Of course they're Roman!
A prickle of porcupines, a cackle of hyenas, a pounce of cats, a slither of snakes. But it's a nest of vipers, a quiver of cobras, and a rhumba of rattlesnakes. They also have a parliament of owls and a congress of baboons, which I find insulting to baboons myself.
Manitoba ... Not sure what to do about them. Restock the province with megafauna and encourage tourism, I think. How quickly can we breed back the saber-toothed cats?
The French cook; we open tins.
In Washington they have their hawks and doves and in Ottawa we have our parrots.
Open skies painted above painted doorways and painted birds skimming across bricks trying to fly away. Little bird, what are you thinking? You come from a can.
Squirrels, otters, hedgehogs, mice,
Moles with fur like sable,
Gathered in good spirits all,
Round the festive table.
Sit we down to eat and drink.
Friends, before we do, let's think,
Fruit of forest, field and banks,
To the seasons we give thanks.
They are my baby Keelans!
Swallows and Amazons for-ever!
The Candor man wears a black suit with a white tie - Candor standard uniform. Their faction values honesty and sees the truth as black and white, so that is what they wear.
Mountain bats, those massive serpentine creatures of myth. Those ancient scavengers of the battlefield.
In the Fiji islands, it appears, cannibalism is now familiar. They eat thier own wives and children. We only devour widows' houses, and great merchants outwit and absorb the substance of small ones, and every man feeds on his neighbor's labor if he can. It is a milder form of cannibalism.
chooks. You cannot go away and leave
Are there any vegetarians among cannibals?
A what? said Willie May.
You and what army of snaggled toothed wine sots?
Do you know what I think Mayflowers are, Marilla? I think they must be the souls of the flowers that died last summer, and this is their heaven.
My fans are called 'Mayniacs'. They enjoy screaming and chasing me and taking pictures.
The perfidious, savage, disdainful, stupid, slothful, inhospitable, stupid English.
Harlow's monkeys,
We're OConchobhairs and they're our friends. Dad always said that what our name means - friend of the wolves.
Most likely Pistons," said Pillover in a resigned tone of voice. "You told them about the ball. They like to go to events uninvited, put gin in the punch, and steal all the spoons. Stylish shenanigans like that."
"Charming," said Sophronia.
It's like bein' a caterpillar in a cocoon, that's what it is ... Like somethin' asleep wrapped up in a warm place. I always thought Maycomb folks were the best folks in the world, least that's what they seemed like
[Pigeons are] rats with wings.
Now, as Rilke would say, let's eat us
some effing panther and swan, shall we?
Tortall and the Queens Riders!
Sir, the year growing ancient,
Not yet on summer's death nor on the birth
Of trembling winter, the fairest flowers o' th' season
Are our carnations and streaked gillyvors,
Which some call nature's bastards.
Who could not conquer with such troops as these?
How are they defensively, attacking-wise?
Phase two of Operation Fish and CHIPs (Clean House of the Idiot Piranhas)
What if hamsters fought in the American Revolution?
Afrikander cattle.
those ghouls who enter into a macabre dance with pot-bellied netas.
Eagles are seagulls with a good hairdo.
Poltroons, cowards, skulkers and dastards.
The stoats are on guard, at every point, and they make the best sentinels in the world.
These men of Law and their confederates ... the caterpillars of this Kingdom, who with their uncontrolled exactions and extortions, eat up the free-born people of this Nation.
Through the overcast sky, I looked up and saw the tin-can planes. I watched their stomachs open and drop the bombs casually out. They were off target, of course. They were often off target.
We fired pie filling. That was the Faroes. When they tried to board us, we hit them with forty-five gallon shots of custard and banana creme.
I have the utmost confidence that through your efforts we will eventually beat the hell out of those bastards - You name them; I'll shoot them!
Noseless and Handless, the Lannister Boys.
I have examined the stomach contents of seven aardvarks.
An errant May-fly swerved unsteadily athwart the current in the intoxicated fashion affected by young bloods of May-flies seeing life.
They can fly and they howl, they slaughter depression and headaches, they daydream like gangbanging daffodils, orchids and cherry blossoms grasping mauve toffee clouds, they breastfeed laughter.
At night on land migrating monarchs slumber on certain trees, hung in festoons with wings folded together, thick on the trees and shaggy as bearskin. [p. 244]
I saw a Puffin
In the Bay of Baffin
Sittin on Nuffin
And it was Laffin.
Cannibals are devouring senators.
The lovely Hazard girls', they used to call them. Huh. Lovely is as lovely does; if they looked like what they behave like, they'd frighten little children.
Maine should be pleased that its animal is not a waverer, and rather than fight, lets the primed quill fall. Shallow oppressor, intruder, insister, you have found a resister.
The men of England,- the men, I mean, of light and leading in England.
They were known to pillage and plumage leaving few survivors
Latins for Republicans - it's like roaches for Raid.
Atlantic puffins starve to death so that Danish chickens can feast on their fish.
Rise and shine, porcupines!
Nature: a place where birds fly around uncooked
- Who would carry the bell canto
- Of course Montserrat Caballe
Canada, as you know, is a major important nation boasting a sophisticated, cosmopolitan culture that was tragically destroyed last week by beavers.
Where there are wars, there will be crows, the carrion-fanciers. And ravens too, the warbirds, the eyeball gourmands. And vultures, the holy birds of yore, old connoisseurs of rot.
The Cadiz tribe, not used to bearing our yoke.
When you behold an aspect for whose constant gloom and frown you cannot account, whose unvarying cloud exasperates you by its apparent causelessness, be sure that there is a canker somewhere, and a canker not the less deeply corroding because concealed.
Canadians are so easily wounded.
Cannibals need love too.
The feasant hens of Colchis, which have two ears as it were consisting of feathers, which they will set up and lay down as they list.
I got no problem with no Canadian niggas ... as long as y'all niggas know how to barbeque I got no problem with you being my neighbours. I mean, Canadian beer sucks, but..
THE GRACKLE
The
Our cheeky sidekick. We're like a motorcycle and sidecar.
The British are coming.
A pigeon flying with the ravens will start to caw!
Pigeons: They've got wings, but they walk a lot ...
What species is he?" "British
Interesting fact: eagles are the only birds to work out how to eat tortoises. You know? They pick them up, flying up very high, and drop them on to the rocks. Smashes them right open. Amazing.
Dallas Bines. Dallicious Bines would be a more fitting name.
After being in captivity for so long, I can't begin to describe how wonderful it feels to be home in Canada.
Birds coming home to roost.
Turkeys, quails, and small birds, are here to be seen; but birds are not numerous in desart forests; they draw near to the habitations of men, as I have constantly observed in all my travels.
Since we are on the topic of ravens, a collective noun for ravens is an unkindness. This is somewhat puzzling to Thought and Memory.
I am truly sorry that a fowl of Canada is no longer with us.
No wise fish would go anywhere without a porpoise.
I acknowledge the Furies. I believe in them. I have heard the disastrous beating of their wings.
The Nac Mac Feegle (also called Pictsies, The Wee Free Men, The Little Men, and "Person or Persons Unknown, Believed to be Armed")
Canada's army is three men and a dog. They probably keep their stuff forever.
Anonymous young men with all-American bone structures.
Monkeys who very sensibly refrain from speech, lest they should be set to earn their livings.
We are the Amazons, killers of men. Only the feeble-headed try their luck with us.
May is green and pink and red
I Play Dodgeball with Cannibals
(Chapter 2)
Tha know where thy are we' ferrets. Ya never know
where ya are we' lasses
Australopithecus.
Cicadas, buckling and unbuckling their stomach muscles, yield the sound of someone sharpening scissors. Fall field crickets, the thermometer hounds, add high-pitched tinkling chirps to the jazz, and their call quickens with warm weather, slows again with cool.
There were others. SEALs and Aussies, Green Berets and Canadians.
The scum of the earth ... but what fine soldiers we have made them.
We have teeth and we have tails
We have tails we have eyes
We were here before you fell
We will be here when you rise.
We frolic while 'tis May.