More one-liners, offered in he same spirit as last month's entry. There's not more to these stories, but if there was you can bet that I'd read on.
"That's worth getting a migraine over."
"Okay. Now I'm going to stop being such a frigid bitch."
"Yes, I was picking my nose."
"He has a Masters in Divinity. Can you get a Masters degree in Immortality?"
"She looks like a skank whore in that dress."
"I wanted war, not Thanksgiving."
"I'm going outside to do war. Dora the Explorer will never own this land."
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Me to Evie as she picks her nose: Are you digging for gold?
Evie: No mom, I'm picking my nose.
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