My profession?! You know, now that I think of it, I've always wanted to be a baker. Experience tranquility. Words are in my not-so-humble opinion, the most inexhaustible form of magic we have, capable both of inflicting injury and remedying it. Hello. My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die! ok. V.I. Lenin. Vladimir! Ilyich! Ulyanov! There is no god, Summer; gotta rip that band-aid off now you'll thank me later. Never laugh at live dragons, Bilbo you fool! After all this time? Always.

Holy Funny Bone

MAY A SMILE BE YOUR UMBRELLA. WE'VE ALL HAD OUR SOCKS TOSSED AROUND.