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Nanny Ogg looked him up and down or, at least, down and further down.
"You're a dwarf," she said.
-- Nanny Ogg meets Casanunda
(Terry Pratchett, Witches Abroad)
😯
You men out there probably think you already know how to dress for success.
You know, for example, that you should not wear leisure suits or white
plastic belts and shoes, unless you are going to a costume party disguised
as a pig farmer vacationing at Disney World.
-- Dave Barry, "How to Dress for Real Success"
🙂
The greatest remedy for anger is delay.
🤑
He wasn't strictly aware of it, but he treated even geography as if he was
investigating a crime (did you see who carved out the valley? Would you
recognize that glacier if you saw it again?)
(The Fifth Elephant)
😵
<Deek> Yes, America is a country based on how pissed-off a group of taxed
people can get.
<Deek> We exist as a co