“No, if you want a doughnut, go catch your own, you rotten feline! Or at least go pester Chris for one. This one’s mine, calories and all!”
Off Topic: DD, that was one of my all-time favorite short stories growing up. Thank you for remembering it.
The cat that Prim got hates me, I think partly because I tried to drown it.
Do you see the fear, people? This boy is scared to death of the truth. Son, it breaks my heart to say this, but I believe you are a very troubled and confused young man. I believe you are searching for the answers in all the wrong places.
You’re welcome. That’s why I started this thread. I wanted to remind people of great moments in fiction.
Back on topic:
I thought I was the answer to our investigatory hurdles.
Fahrenheit 451…the temperature at which books burn.
“Sorry about that, Chief. It’s just—The outer platforms are calling it 28 superdreadnoughts; and whoever they are, they sure as hell aren’t ours."
Would you believe two dozen Delta Force Commandos?
Do you seriously expect me to believe you are from the future?
Tell me, Future Boy… who’s President of the United States in 1985?
It was for the sake of this day that he had first decided to run for the Presidency, a decision which had sent waves of astonishment throughout the Imperial Galaxy — Zaphod Beeblebrox? President? Not the Zaphod Beeblebrox? Not the President? Many had seen it as a clinching proof that the whole of known creation had finally gone bananas.
“Absolutely. The Crown has seen fit to urge the House of Commons, and the House of Commons has seen fit to approve, your creation as Duchess Harrington.”
Grand Duchess Gloriana XIII: It’s that nasty tin thing again!
Look Daddy, it’s the robot lady.
The danger of the future is that men may become robots.
Exterminate! Exterminate! Exterminate!
BANG
You know, somehow, “I told you so” just doesn’t quite say it.
Dogcollar made a grumbling noise deep in his throat, easily interpreted: I told you so.
I do not die in this story. Those of you who have looked at the last page - which is only sensible, because you wish to make sure I do not make a long speech telling what lessons I have learned - those who have looked to the end know that instead of dying, I win everything. I defeat the bad people, am adored by the good people, and get to say “I told you so” as freely as I wish.
That is the whole point of being in stories: to have a Happy Ending.