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Margowegottagohomeandtell.
Oy with the poodles already!
Good to be merie and wise.
Ay, is it not a language I speak?
My new Boyfriend! Mr. Marmoset Hard and Silent! #peopledontknowthings
You are
But why?
morois are born..but strigois are made..!
Only please, do be careful to bear in mind that Mordak's a goblin. Enlightened, yes, but a goblin. He likes his employees loyal or lightly steamed on a bed of bruised rocket.
Mahoney: You have to live. Mr. Magorium: Darlin' ... I have.
My Dear Reader Chum, a very hearty hello to you. What an honour and privilege it is to have you perusing my written word.
I move, therefore I am.
I'm a real Luddite.
Lame. Fine, work on your mural. I'll go suck on a Froot Loop or something. Or maybe I'll just eat straight sugar. Yeah, I'll do that."
"Good-bye, Mo."
"A raisin. We probably have raisins. I'm sure nature's candy will hit the spot.
What does 'hmm' have to do with anything? Could you ever use more than five words? All this grunting and minced words make you come across - primal."
His smile tipped higher. "Primal."
"You're impossible."
"Me Jev, you Nora.
Moshing and broken glass just don't go together.
Will ye, ay or nay?Nay-- James Joyce
You are strangely troublesome.
Holy moly Pikachu bolts!
Mawidge is a dweam wiffin a dweam.
Son of a poodle.
Away, you mouldy rogue, away!
L<>ong>oong><>ong>oong>king f<>ong>oong>r perfecti<>ong>oong>n is the <>ong>oong>nly way t<>ong>oong> m<>ong>oong>tivate y<>ong>oong>urself.
Feast your eyes on the severe massivity of our tag partner.
You know you're having a crappy morning when the best that can be said for it is that at least you're not a Smurf.
Rough Night, Kitten?
Lat take a cat, and fostre him wel with milk, And tendre flesh, and make his couche of silk, And let him seen a mous go by the wal; Anon he weyveth milk, and flesh, and al, And every deyntee that is in that hous, Swich appetyt hath he to ete a mous.
Mo Yan is a writer who, defiantly in the face of those who wish his work were less cartoonish and more straightforward in its political meanings, continues to sing his own peculiar and alluring song.
I am incredibly jammy. I really am.
I miss you dreadfully!
You're so stupid, sometimes."
"You're stupid."
"Moooom!"
This book is dedicated to our mom.
Hissy, hissy, little snakey, Slither on the floor, You be good to Morfin Or he'll nail you to the door.
Goodnight, June.
No more moving. I'm here. I'm wherever you are.
I already said loud and clear that today I'm apparently a little hmm hmm and la-di-da and okay a bit hoo-hoo and maybe also a little wee-oo wee-oo. Is that so terrible?
Hi,Hello,Wuzzup?,cool,now.g'bye!
Fitz!' Motley greeted me. 'Hello, stupid!' she added. The
I miss you like crazy.
Jay
O Jamesy let me up out of this pooh
That's right," said Eeyore. "Sing. Umty-tiddly, umty-too. Here we go gathering Nuts and May. Enjoy yourself."
"I am," said Pooh.
Lovey dovey or fucky wucky
You are still a very loosome lass, Lael Click." "Loosome?" "Lovely. But you need tae regain your strength. I canna wed and bed so wee a fairy.
Good morning, Meroe,' I said, dusting uselessly at my tracksuit pants. 'Might I interest you in today's special, pre-floured kitten?
Boogey boogey boogey
Happy New Year, Matty." She turned off the television and rolled onto her side. "Matty, I have another question for you." "Uh-oh." "Are you a skilled lover?" "And that concludes our evening chat." "I bet I could be a skilled lover. I'm very energetic. And a quick learner.
The cat purred and stared at him. "You like that idea, don't you? Yes, you do, kitty kitty."
"You are totally cooing at my cat right now."
"Am not"
"It's turning me on."
"I'm totally cooing at your cat.
Mr Melly had to be obscene to be believed
You need to cool it some, geek." said Motti. "Why not go to the fridge, open the door, and stand there for a minute? Then grab a beer from inside and bring it to me." Jonah smiled despite himself. "Good of you to think of my welfare like that.
The cow is of the bovine ilk; one end is moo, the other milk.
Life I love you, all is groovy.
declared Mr Marrable magniloquently;
Thank G<>ong>oong>d f<>ong>oong>r y<>ong>oong>ur m<>ong>oong>ther.
Oh, Mr Norrell! Such a noodle I am upon occasion!
I cannot stand no wack MC.
So step back if you please,
And don't test me, you're history.
I'm bored, lalalallalalala OLLI OXEN SOMETHING!!
And so farewell from your little droog. And to all others in this story profound shooms of lip-music brrrrr. And they can kiss my sharries. But you, O my brothers, remember sometimes thy little Alex that was. Amen. And all that cal.
Hess laughed. "You know, I thought you were a mousy little thing when I first saw you, Claire, but you're not, are you? Not underneath."
Oh, I am mousy," she said."All this scares the hell out of me. But I don't know what else to do, sir, except try.
Even a mouse bites.
off. We'll find another way.
Oh , I do like you Merit.I like your ...Moxie.
I'm the C.E.O., n<>ong>oong>minated by the shareh<>ong>oong>lders. If they're n<>ong>oong>t happy, I have t<>ong>oong> take the c<>ong>oong>nsequences.
O, h<>ong>oong>w gl<>ong>oong>ri<>ong>oong>us w<>ong>oong>uld it be t<>ong>oong> set my heel up<>ong>oong>n the P<>ong>oong>le and turn myself 360 degrees in a sec<>ong>oong>nd!
I think yes is the most beautiful and necessary word in the English language.
O to the M to the G!-- H.j. Bellus
Rough night?" Zay asked.
"Oh, no. Glorious, thanks. Mum had me cross-checking data on solid Veiled all damn night.Fuckin' A, there better be a shot of whiskey at the end of this damn morning."
"Nola said she'd have fresh coffee," I said.
"Whiskey. I'll say it slow: whiiiskey.
Well! And hallo you!
Mogget's voice. Sam whirled around. "Mogget? Is that you? Where are you?" "Here, and regretting it as per usual," replied Mogget, and a small white cat sauntered out from behind a fern tree.
I am Chun the Unavoidable. Tonight, O Lith, tonight it is two long bright threads for you.
Zip zop wop boopity bop.
Smack me if we ever get that awful."
"But I strong>sstrong>mack you strong>sstrong>o often," strong>sstrong>he strong>sstrong>aid, "how will you know that'strong>sstrong> what I'm strong>sstrong>macking you for?"
"We strong>sstrong>hall work out a strong>sstrong>macking code.
I got moxie, I'm so damn cocky. Industry tried to block me like cops and paparazzi.
I get by and I miss you everyday
Good days and long nights to ya, sai.
I like coffee exceedingly...
I am, therefore I'll think-- Ayn Rand
Meow, Meow, Meeeeooooow?
Scuse me, 'scuse me," said a voice from beside him. He looked down this time at a dirty, half-scorched cat, who grinned at him. "Did that cat just speak?" asked the mayor. Maurice looked around. "Which one?" he said. "You! Did you just talk?" "Would you feel better if I said no?" said Maurice.
I am going to shoot a muffin of Marlean's head.
Whether goest, griefe? where I am wont.
How do you like your blue-eyed boy Mr Death?
The only person Maven has to save me from is himself.
Gone. The saddest word in the language. In any language.
I'm not a mushy person at all.
I wi-li-lished I li-li-lived in Molahonkey la-la-land The la-la-land where I-li-li was bo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lorn So I-li-li could play-la-lay my o-lo-lold banjo-lo-lo My o-lo-lold ban-jo-lo-lo won't go-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo-lo.
See. This is why I lo-ike you.
Lonesome, no more!
Yes, I miss you, I miss you.
You'll always be Kitten to me...Livvie.
My j<>ong>oong>b is m<>ong>oong>stly t<>ong>oong> entertain and be funny.
Err on the side of awesome.
Josh: "Mutley, my dog."
Shel: "I am not getting in the car with that."
Josh: "Yes, you are."
Shel: "No, I'm not. He's huge."
Josh: "He's harmless."
Shel: "Like his owner?"
Josh: "Oh, no, he's harmless. I'm not.
I stand for the Midwest. That's why the album's titled 'M.O.,' 'cause I'm still holding it down like that. My friends and family all call me Mo, so it's kind of like really representing where I'm from and me at the same time.
Jesus, you talk too much.
Me love you long time
Who's a** is this?" Mo asked ...
"Mine!" Mykel shouted.
Mo stilled and then laughed. Mykel thought about what he said and then felt his face heat up from embarrassment. "I mean yours."
"God, I love you," Mo said ...
WORTHLESS, USELESS
Snooty knew measly talked muchly.
Easy there, Smurfette.
Adorkable. It's in its own category.
O! he give t<>ong>oong> us his J<>ong>oong>y
That <>ong>oong>ur grief he may destr<>ong>oong>y;
Till <>ong>oong>ur grief is fled and g<>ong>oong>ne
He d<>ong>oong>th sit by us and m<>ong>oong>an.
Night, G'rard."
" 'Night, mouse.
I will soldier on.