He was staring at the instruments with the air of one who is trying to convert Fahrenheit to centigrade in his head while his house is burning down. The King's stinken son fired me and thank you so much for bringing up such a rotten subject. While you're at it, why don't you give me a nice paper cut and pore lemon juice on it. We're closed! STOP RIGHT THERE YOU CRIMINAL SCUM! Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on? Holy Stew Pot You're late! Do you have no concept of time? Let us not rail about justice as long as we have arms and the freedom to use them. He was staring at the instruments with the air of one who is trying to convert Fahrenheit to centigrade in his head while his house is burning down. It's high noon.

Will this sadness that makes me cry my heart out — will it ever end? The answer, of course, is yes. One day the sadness will end.

I'm not a witch I'm your wife. But after what you just said I'm not even sure I want to be that anymore.

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