He had yellow eyes!
He worked in profanity the way other artists might work in oils or clay. It was his true medium; a master.
I can’t put my arms down! 
Randy lay there like a slug. It was his only defense.
You’ll shoot your eye out!
I double dog dare you.
. . .
I TRIPLE dog dare you.
How do piggies eat?
He looks like a pink nightmare!
He looks like a deranged Easter Bunny.
Oh, life is like that. Sometimes, at the height of our revelries, when our joy is at its zenith, when all is most right with the world, the most unthinkable disasters decend upon us.
…yeah, statue…
Ralphie!!!
There has never been a kid who didn’t believe that he would be stricken blind before he reached twenty-one, and then they’d be sorry.
Meanwhile, I struggled for exactly the right BB gun hint. It had to be firm, but subtle.
Flick says he saw some grizzly bears near Pulaski’s candy store!
They looked at me as if I had lobsters crawling out of my ears.
IwantanofficialRedRydercarbineaction200-shotrangemodelairrifle-ooooh.
Schwartz created a slight breach of etiquette by skipping the triple dare and going right for the throat!
But, it’s smiling at us!