They had the most fantastic window displays - and not just at Christmas. I was always scared of those big revolving brass doors though.
Every kid, at the back of his mind, vaguely but insistently, believes that he will be struck blind before his 21st birthday. And then they’ll be sorry.
Good thing it had a compass in the stock.
I have a coworker who does not celebrate Christmas. She is a Jehovah’s Witness.
Every December she puts her leg lamp in her front window. She describes it as “awesome.”
You should see what it looks like from out here!
Oh, but the chicken pot pie, in a chicken-shaped dish, in a cardboard stove. It was worth the shopping trips my aunt took me on to buy me those ugly, ugly clothes.
…with a piquant aftertaste…
What has a piquant aftertaste? Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuddddggge?
He had yellow eyes. I swear, YELLOW EYES!
Flick? Flick who?
I loved the fountain in the middle of the dining room (the Silver Grille) with the big goldfish in it. I know it’s been restored; I wonder if they still have fish.
Yes, I do realize that and, in fact, can hear each and every line from the movie echoing in my head as I read them.
Sunzabitchin’ Bumpuses!!
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You used all the glue…on purpose!!!
Scut Farkus!
He caused a slight breach in etiquette by skipping the triple dare and going right for the throat!
Show mommy how the little piggies eat!
In the heat of battle my father wove a tapestry of obscenities that as far as we know is still hanging in space over Lake Michigan.
A can of Simonize!