I Vill Destroy De Snickers

"uh-huh," I Said. "because All You Mad, Evil Scientists Sit Around Whipping Up Batches Of Pillsbury's Finest During Your Coffee Breaks. I Mean, This Is Pathetic."

I Offered To Pee On Him, But They Said No

I Feel Like I'm Going To Hurl. Which, Even If I Wanted To Do, I Couldn't Do, Because I Haven't Eaten. I Can't Even Drag Myself Out Of My Room. And While I'd Be Able To Muster The Strength To Roundhouse Fang Until He Begged For Mercy, I'de Be Mush Around An Eraser.

On The Other Hand, Even A Big, '80s Love Van Was Less Noticeable Than Six Flying Kids And Their Talking Dog. So There You Go.

Better Readers Are Better Thinkers.