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27602ee
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over protective? a butler in a grade- B movie? someones jewish mother? you got it
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humor
zifnab
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Margaret Weis |
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5d9b9c5
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In short, he was a dope. He often looked to Yossarian like one of those people hanging around modern museums with both eyes together on one side of a face. It was an illusion, of course, generated by Clevinger's predilection for staring fixedly at one side of a question and never seeing the other side at all.
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humor
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Joseph Heller |
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f47bb0b
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DEATH . . . And now you are here to fight for this woman. You know her promise is given. She has to die or her husband won't go free. APOLLO Relax, I'm not breaking any laws. DEATH Why the bow, if you're breaking no laws? APOLLO I always carry a bow, it's my trademark.
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humor
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Anne Carson |
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cf4fb1c
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Give me a small intimate gathering of five people, a dinner party, where one-on-one conversations can be had, where people talk about current events, good books, good food, and weird news. That was my idea of a good time.
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humor
party
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Penny Reid |
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8489297
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"Bob," I said, louder. "Are you saying it... it ate my magic?" Bob got a defensive look on his face. "Not all of it. I woke you up as quick as I could. Harry, don't worry about it, you'll heal. Sure, you might be down for a couple of months. Or, um, years. Well, decades, possibly, but that's only a very outside chance--" I cut him off with a slash of my hand. "He ate part of my power," I said. "Does that mean that the Nightmare is stronger?" "Well, naturally, Harry. You are what you eat." "Dammit," I snarled, pressing one hand against my forehead. "Okay, okay. We've really got to find this thing now." I started pacing back and forth. "If it's using my power, it makes me responsible for what it does with it." Bob scoffed. "Harry, that's irrational." I shot him a look. "That doesn't make it any less true," I snapped. "Okay," Bob said, meekly. "We have now left Reason and Sanity Junction. Next stop, Looneyville."
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humor
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Jim Butcher |
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905d55a
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They went inside. The young ones shuffled to a stop as their ironic sensibilities, which served them in lieu of souls, were jammed by a signal of overwhelming power.
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generations
humor
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Neal Stephenson |
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b06d14b
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"What's your name?" "Emma Gould," she said. "What's yours?" "Wanted." "By all the girls or just the law?"
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gangsters
humor
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Dennis Lehane |
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f0ac46a
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"Aer-O-Smith. Arrowsmith. Does the shirt belong to your weapon dealer?" "No." "Then why do you wear the shirt of someone else's weapon dealer?"
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harry-dresden
humor
t-shirts
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Jim Butcher |
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85af8d8
|
"This actually did happen to a real person, and the real person is me. I had gone to catch a train. This was April 1976, in Cambridge, U.K. I was a bit early for the train. I'd gotten the time of the train wrong. I went to get myself a newspaper to do the crossword, and a cup of coffee and a packet of cookies. I went and sat at a table. I want you to picture the scene. It's very important that you get this very clear in your mind. Here's the table, newspaper, cup of coffee, packet of cookies. There's a guy sitting opposite me, perfectly ordinary-looking guy wearing a business suit, carrying a briefcase. It didn't look like he was going to do anything weird. What he did was this: he suddenly leaned across, picked up the packet of cookies, tore it open, took one out, and ate it. Now this, I have to say, is the sort of thing the British are very bad at dealing with. There's nothing in our background, upbringing, or education that teaches you how to deal with someone who in broad daylight has just stolen your cookies. You know what would happen if this had been South Central Los Angeles. There would have very quickly been gunfire, helicopters coming in, CNN, you know... But in the end, I did what any red-blooded Englishman would do: I ignored it. And I stared at the newspaper, took a sip of coffee, tried to do a clue in the newspaper, couldn't do anything, and thought, What am I going to do? In the end I thought Nothing for it, I'll just have to go for it, and I tried very hard not to notice the fact that the packet was already mysteriously opened. I took out a cookie for myself. I thought, That settled him. But it hadn't because a moment or two later he did it again. He took another cookie. Having not mentioned it the first time, it was somehow even harder to raise the subject the second time around. "Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice..." I mean, it doesn't really work.
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english
humor
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Douglas Adams |
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42487d3
|
He had found a Nutri-Matic machine which had provided him with a plastic cup filled with a liquid that was almost, but not quite, entirely unlike tea. The way it functioned was very interesting. When the Drink button was pressed it made an instant but highly detailed examination of the subject's taste buds, a spectroscopic analysis of the subject's metabolism and then sent tiny experimental signals down the neural pathways to the taste centers of the subject's brain to see what was likely to go down well. However, no one knew quite why it did this because it invariable delivered a cupful of liquid that was almost, but not quite, entirely unlike tea. The Nutri-Matic was designed and manufactured by the Sirius Cybernetics Corporation whose complaint department now covers all the major landmasses of the first three planets in the Sirius Tau Star system.
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humor
tea
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Douglas Adams |
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6a81729
|
We already have the Wooden Pillar, the Steel Pillar and the Plastic Pillar. In a moment we will have the Golden Bail....' No, you won't.' We will,' stated the robot simply. No, you won't. It makes my ship work.' In a moment,' repeated the robot patiently, 'we will have the Golden Bail....' You will not,' said Zaphod. And then we must go,' said the robot, in all seriousness, 'to a party.' Oh,' said Zaphod, startled, 'can I come?' No,' said the robot, 'we are going to shoot you.' Oh, yeah?' said Zaphod, waggling his gun. Yes,' said the robot, and they shot him. Zaphod was so surprised that they had to shoot him again before he fell down. (85-86)
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humor
robot
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Douglas Adams |
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e1b9d2e
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"New Rule: Death isn't always sad. This week, the Reverend Jerry Falwell died, and millions of Americans asked, "Why? Why, God? Why...didn't you take Pat Robertson with him?" I don't want to say Jerry was disliked by the gay community, but tonight in New York City, at exactly eight o'clock, Broadway theaters along the Great White Way turned their lights up for two minutes. I know you're not supposed to speak ill of the dead, but I think we can make an exception, because speaking ill of the dead was kind of Jerry Falwell's hobby. He's the guy who said AIDS was God's punishment for homosexuality and that 9/11 was brought on by pagans, abortionists, feminists, gays, and the ACLU--or, as I like to call them, my studio audience. It was surreal watching people on the news praise Falwell, followed by a clip package of what he actually said--things like: "Homosexuals are part of a vile and satanic system that will be utterly annihilated." "If you're not a born-again Christian, you're a failure as a human being." "Feminists just need a man in the house." "There is no separation of church and state." And, of course, everyone's favorite: "The purple Teletubby is gay." Jerry Falwell found out you could launder your hate through the cover of "God's will"--he didn't hate gays, God does. All Falwell's power came from name-dropping God, and gay people should steal that trick. Don't say you want something because it's your right as a human being--say you want it because it's your religion. Gay men have been going at things backward. Forget civil right, and just make gayness a religion. I mean, you're kneeling anyway. And it's easy to start a religion. Watch, I'll do it for you. I had a vision last night. The Blessed Virgin Mary came to me--I don't know how she got past the guards--and she told me it's time to take the high ground from the Seventh-day Adventists and give it to the twenty-four-hour party people. And that what happens in the confessional stays in the confessional. Gay men, don't say you're life partners. Say you're a nunnery of two. "We weren't having sex,officer. I was performing a very private mass.Here in my car. I was letting my rod and my staff comfort him." One can only hope that as Jerry Falwell now approaches the pearly gates, he is met there by God Himself, wearing a Fire Island muscle shirt and nut-hugger shorts, saying to Jerry in a mighty lisp, "I'm not talking to you."
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hate
hate-speech
humor
ignorance
jerry-falwell
religion
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Bill Maher |
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9e48fb0
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New Rule: Colin Firth has to admit that he's not a human being but a robot designed by women as the perfect man. He's handsome, charming, witty, he's got that accent and a gay best friend...the only way he could be any better is if he ejaculated Haagen-Dazs.
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humor
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Bill Maher |
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2d1d4fb
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New Rule: If you're one of the one-in-three married women who say your pet is a better listener than your husband, you talk too much. And I have some bad news for you: Your dog's not listening, either; he's waiting for food to fall out of your mouth.
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humor
listening
marriage
pets
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Bill Maher |
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668f7a6
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New Rule: Stop putting all those pillows on the bed. Attention, interior designers, hotel maids, and real housewives of New Jersey: It's a bed, not an obstacle course. I'm sorry, baby, I'd like to make sweet love to you all night long, but by the time I get all that crap off your bed, I'm . A bed needs only two pillows: one to put my head on, and one to cuddle with and pretend it's Robert Pattinson.
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humor
pillows
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Bill Maher |
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764d7a5
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I am Jack's broken heart.
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humor
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Chuck Palahniuk |
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4ec743c
|
But it isn't hunger that drives millions of armed American Males to forests and hills every autumn, as the high incidence of heart failure among the hunters will prove. Somehow the hunting process has to do with masculinity, but I don't quite know how.
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humor
hunting
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John Steinbeck |
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8519230
|
"Sebastian," Katarina said, turning to her nephew. "You've grown." "It happens," Sebastian quipped, flashing her his usual lopsided grin. "Goodness," she said with smile, "you'll be a danger to the ladies soon." Harry very nearly rolled his eyes. Sebastian had already made conquests of nearly all the girls in the village near Hesslewhite. He must give off some sort of scent, because the females positively fell at his feet. It would have been appalling, except that the girls couldn't all dance with Sebastian. And Harry was more than happy to be the nearest man standing when the smoke cleared."
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humor
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Julia Quinn |
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4bba276
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"The youngest one," she interrupted. "The youngest son, I mean. The one who is unmarried." "I know who he is." "Very well, then. What is wrong with him?" At that she cocked her head to the side and waited expectantly. He thought for a moment. "Nothing." "You--wait." She blinked. "Nothing?" He shook his head, then shifted his weight a little; his good foot was beginning to fall asleep. "Nothing comes immediately to mind." It was true. She could do a good deal worse than Gregory Bridgerton. "Really?" she asked suspiciously. "You find nothing at all objectionable about him." Marcus pretended to think about this a bit longer. Clearly he was supposed to be playing a role here, probably that of the villain. Or if not that, then the grumpy old man. "I suppose he's a bit young," he said."
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humor
marriage
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Julia Quinn |
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1f2be27
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The man gave Dodger a cursory glance that had quite a lot of curse in it.
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dodger
glance
humor
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Terry Pratchett |
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1a18d21
|
Might have just been an innocent bystander, sir,' said Carrot 'What, in Ankh-Morpork?' 'Yes, sir.' 'We should have grabbed him, then, just for the rarity value
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humor
innocent-bystander
sarcasm
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Terry Pratchett |
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7472010
|
If they look as though they're worried, we'll move in.' 'And do what exactly?' said Polly. 'Threaten to shoot them,' said Maladict firmly. 'And if they don't believe us?' 'Then we'll threaten to shoot them ,' said Maladict. 'Happy? And I hope to hell they've got some coffee!
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humor
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Terry Pratchett |
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dac21ea
|
You see, the only thing the good people are good at is overthrowing the bad people. And you're good at that, I'll grant you. But the trouble is it's the only thing you're good at. One day it's the ringing of the bells and the casting down of the evil tyrant, and the next it's everyone sitting around complaining that ever since the tyrant was overthrown no one's been taking out the trash. Because the bad people know how to plan. It's part of the specification, you might say. Every evil tyrant has a plan to rule the world. The good people don't seem to have the knack.
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humor
inspirational
vetinari
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Terry Pratchett |
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310f4e3
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My computer terminal whistles at me: YOU HAVE MAIL. No shit, Sherlock, I always have mail. It's an existential thing: if I don't have mail it would mean that something is very wrong with the world
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humor
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Charles Stross |
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056405c
|
"Men came in and dragged us apart. It took us five minutes to bring Nora to. She sat up holding her cheek and looked around the room until she saw Morelli, nippers on one wrist, standing between two detectives. Morelli's face was a mess: the coppers had worked him over a little just for the fun of it. Nora glared at me. "You damned fool," she said, "you didn't have to knock me cold. I knew you'd take him, but I wanted to see it." One of the coppers laughed. "Jesus," he said admiringly, "there's a woman with hair on her chest."
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humor
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Dashiell Hammett |
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d5cd77d
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"You do that Helen", Mallory dared. "And tell him we said to f*ck off while youre at it"."
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helen
humor
mallory
swearing
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Chloe Neill |
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169f793
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"Like they'd never seen a hot professor before. You made quite an impression in your turtleneck." "Ah, yes, the turtleneck. Turtles have that effect on people."
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humor
julianne-emerson
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Sylvain Reynard |
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7bec315
|
The Great God Om waxed wroth, or at least made a spirited attempt. There is a limit to the amount of wroth that can be waxed one inch from the ground, and he was right up against it.
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humor
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Terry Pratchett |
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95c9fda
|
Look, this is just the cemetery. It's got bylaws and things! It's not Transylvania! There's just dead people here! That doesn't make it scary, does it? Dead people are people who were living once! You wouldn't be so worked up if there were living people buried here, would you?
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humor
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Terry Pratchett |
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4a44e56
|
"A--ris--ta?" Degan asked, sounding horse. "What is it?" "A rat bit me," she said, once again shocked by her own rasping voice. "Jasper does that if--" Gaunt coughed and hacked. After a moment, he spoke again. "If he thinks you're dead or too weak to fight." "Jasper?" "I call him that, but I've also named the stones in my cell." "I only counted mine," Arista said. "Two hundred and thirty-four," Degan replied instantly. "I have two hundred and twenty-eight." "Did you count the cracked ones as two?" "No."
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humor
prisoners
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Michael J. Sullivan |
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164182e
|
Typical artist,' said Granny. 'He just painted the showy stuff in the front... And what about these cherubs? We're not going to get them too, are we? I don't like to see little babies flying through the air.' 'They turn up in a lot of old paintings,' said Nanny Ogg. 'They put them in to show it's Art and not just naughty pictures of ladies with not many clothes on.' 'Well, they're not fooling ME,' said Granny Weatherwax.
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humor
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Terry Pratchett |
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0ed2161
|
Decided to put aside ethnic differences in the cause of making more money.
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humor
|
Terry Pratchett |
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be3d140
|
Why write a song when no one can play the notes or understand the lyrics?
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humor
series
vampires
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Christopher Moore |
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d11964f
|
It would be, like all of Pammy's parties, hot and crowded and filled with impossibly glamorous people with hip bones so sharp they could qualify as concealed weapons.
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humor
mystery
romance
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Lauren Willig |
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88161eb
|
What a nice neat deep trench,' I said. 'Er - should Nefret be down in it?' 'She thought she saw a skull,' Ramses said. 'You know how she is about bones.
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humor
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Elizabeth Peters |
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5421737
|
Mitchell sanders was sitting under a banyan tree and using a thumbnail to pry off all the body lice, working slowly, carefully depositing them in a USO envelope. When he was done he sealed the envelope, wrote 'Free' in the right hand corner, and sent it to his draft board in ohio.
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humor
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Tim O'Brien |
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34a2c0c
|
I took her outside on to a little roof terrace that looked like it never got the sun at nay time of the day r year, but there was a picnic table and a grill out there anyway. Those little grills are everywhere in England, right? To me they've come to represent the trumph of hope over circumstance, seeing as all you can do is peer at them out the window through the pissing rain.
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humor
london
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Nick Hornby |
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44e39c0
|
Whosoever shall not fall by the sword or by famine, shall fall by pestilence so why bother shaving?
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god-s-will
humor
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Woody Allen |
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b754b90
|
"(Hunter) "conner was at his desk, tapping away at another computer. It was amazing how much he and Quinn looked alike. Quinn nudged me as if he knew what I was thinking. "I'm cuter,"he informed me loftily."
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humor
hunter-and-quinn
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Alyxandra Harvey |
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2bbbaaf
|
Marvelous, isn't it, how these Germans can shoot back at us even when they're fucking dead.
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humor
war
ww1
|
Ken Follett |
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646cfda
|
...he quit drinking coffee, and naturally, his brain stopped working.
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|
coffee
humor
thinking
|
Orhan Pamuk |
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8d3c2d2
|
THOMASINA: But then the Egyptian noodle made carnal embrace with the enemy who burned the great library of Alexandria without so much as a fine for all that is overdue!
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humor
libraries
thomasina
|
Tom Stoppard |
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dab59e6
|
I am Snugglepumpkin. Hear me roar
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|
humor
|
Kevin Hearne |
|
cff2346
|
Are you going to kick somebody's ass? I don't know. Maybe. Well, I'm not going to worry. I've watched you spar with that martial arts dummy in the backyard lots of times, and you always win. Thanks, buddy. I'll see you soon.
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humor
oberon
|
Kevin Hearne |
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172645c
|
Men and the pursuit of them are strongly intertwined with my mental health. I would say, in my defensive defense, that the problem with being a serial monogamist is, there isn't anybody random or unimportant: everybody you sleep with really means something, which is to say each of them is on your public record. At some point I wake up thinking, Fuck this! I don't want another man in my bed ever again. What I really want is a cat.
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|
humor
love
men
sex
|
Emma Forrest |
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7b01dc9
|
"And indeed there will be time To wonder, 'Do I shed?' and, 'Do I shed?' Time to turn back and stretch out on the bed, And give myself a bath before I'm fed -- (They will say: 'It's the short-haired ones I prefer.') My flea collar buckled neatly in my fur, My expression cool and distant but softened by a gentle purr -- (They will say: 'I'm allergic to his fur!') Do I dare Jump up on the table? In an instant there is time For excursions and inversions that will make me seem unstable." (From )"
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|
humor
prufrock
t-s-eliot
|
Henry N. Beard |
|
0e7fc4b
|
"Myrtle goggled at them. "You're alive," she said blankly to Harry. "There's no need to sound so disappointed," he said grimly... "Oh, well... I'd just be thinking... if you had died, you'd have been welcome to share my toilet," said Myrtle, blushing silver. "Urgh!" said Ron... "Harry! I think Myrtle's grown fond of you! You've got competition, Ginny!"
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|
harry
humor
myrtle
ron
|
J.K. Rowling |
|
adeeb28
|
Four of us,' said Morwen. The cats yowled. 'Yes, I know, and of course you're coming, but you can't carry a bucket of soapy water, so for the purposes of this discussion it doesn't matter,' she told them. The cats gave her an affronted look, turned their backs, and began making indignant little noises at each other.
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humor
morwen
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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f28db89
|
I have to admit we are locked in the most exquisite mysterious muck. This muck heaves and palpitates. It is multi-directional and has a mayor. To describe it takes many hundreds of thousands of words. Our muck is only a part of a much greater muck -- the nation-state -- which is itself the creation of that muck of mucks, human consciousness. Of course all these things also have a touch of sublimity -- as when Moonbelly sings, for example, or all the lights go out. What a happy time that was, when all the electricity went away! If only we could re-create that paradise! By, for instance, all forgetting to pay our electric bills at the same time. All nine million of us. Then we'd all get those little notices that say unless we remit within five days the lights will go out. We all stand up from our chairs with the notice in ours hands. The same thought drifts across the furrowed surface of nine million minds. We wink at each other, through the walls.
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|
human-society
humor
life
|
Donald Barthelme |
|
cb64236
|
The United States was a big country where everybody wore funny t-shirts and ate too much.
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|
demotivational
humor
united-states
|
Adam Rex |
|
eeaa7a3
|
I put the books I was returning on the appropriate desk, and I began looking at the shelves of new arrivals. Most of them were some permutation on self-help. Going by how popular these books were and how often they were checked out, everyone in Bon Temps should have become perfect by now.
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|
humor
library
|
Charlaine Harris |
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2d6d403
|
Do you sometimes wish you could fast-forward a week? You know something bad's coming up, and you know you'll get through it, but the prospect just makes you feel sick. I worried for about thirty minutes, and though I knew there was no point in doing so, I could feel my anxiety twisting me up in a knot. 'Bullshit,' I told myself stoutly. 'This is utter bullshit.
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|
humor
|
Charlaine Harris |
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75c452d
|
"You would never do anything like that, would you?" my wife asked him. "You would never hurt animals." Our son shook his head, looking offended by the question. He might have been lying, but my knowledge of his belief system, composed of equal parts off-kilter Far Side animal-centrism and a dark Captain Nemoesque contempt for humanity, inclined me to think he was telling the truth. Gigantic fish pulling the limbs from cruel little boys, that might be something you could get him to sign on for."
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|
humor
|
Michael Chabon |
|
d437e27
|
"There's someone in town asking for directions to Bhaile Anois," she said. "He checked in late last night at the inn." Any and Dan exchanged uneasy glances. "What does he look like?" Amy asked. Fiona narrowed her eyes. "Sneaky, for certain," she said. "And he's quite a waster. Good for nothin' but complaining. Nora over at the inn said he's never satisfied with the temperature if his tea, and he asked for a cashmere throw in his room." Any and Dan exchanged another glance. "IAN," they said together, and sighed. "You the eejit?" Fiona asked. "The eejit is our cousin," Amy said. " cousin," Dan added. "Very, very distant."
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|
amy-cahill
dan-cahill
humor
ian-kabra
|
Jude Watson |
|
368c679
|
I believe it was Gayelord Hauser, the nutritionist, who said, 'You are what you eat,' but if you happen to be an intellectual, you are what you quote.
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|
humor
quotatious
|
Joseph Epstein |
|
7df7118
|
"God save King Pendragon, May his reign long drag on, God save the King. Send him most gorious, Great and uproarious,
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|
classic
humor
pendragon
|
T.H. White |
|
b2a5cdb
|
"She turned to Frizz. "So you understand the problem? You can't let Tally know about Radical Honesty. There's no telling what she'll do if she finds out you could ruin her plans."
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humor
scott-westerfeld
|
Scott Westerfeld |
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900ae89
|
The Shrink always warned me that carriers stay wracked with lifelong guilt. It's not an uplifting thing having turned lovers into monsters. We feel bad that we haven't turned into monsters ourselves--survivor's guilt, that's called. And we feel a bit stupid that we didn't notice our own symptoms earlier. I mean, I'd been sort of wondering why the Atkins diet was giving me night vision. But that hadn't seemed like something to worry about...
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|
funny
guilt
humor
ombies
parasites
vampires
|
Scott Westerfeld |
|
9aa6bd7
|
"He made the country down in Illinois, and He made the Missouri", the little girl continued. "I guess somebody else made the country in these parts. It's not nearly so well done. They forgot the water and the trees." --
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|
god
humor
|
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle |
|
0ab9a6e
|
We found the bathrooms, which were labeled 'Aliens' and 'Femaliens.' 'Finally,' I said to J.Lo. 'Here's a bathroom you're allowed to use.
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|
humor
toilet
|
Adam Rex |
|
13ba871
|
"That's trouble. The pixies will sour your milk." "I thought it was hobgoblins who soured milk." "A dirty lie. Spread by the pixies, no doubt."
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|
humor
olivia
patrick
pixies
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
feb9adf
|
Sex, a switchblade, and motorcycle lessons. You really are making sure my night ends on a high note.
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|
humor
|
Kelley Armstrong |
|
74ccbb7
|
"We... Charlotta the Fourth and I... live in defiance of every known law of diet." ~ Miss Lavendar, chap 27"
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|
humor
l-m-montgomery
|
L.M. Montgomery |
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78f2b67
|
We should all just face reality and stop taking our meals together.
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|
humor
|
Jonathan Tropper |
|
5e545ce
|
I embarked on a campaign of honey and kindness, which, if you've never tried it, is very hard to do with someone who thinks you are chickenhearted and has in the past called you a poxy sluggard. It is especially hard if every day you are plagued with fear about what might happen next.
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|
humor
laurie-halse-anderson
name-calling
|
Laurie Halse Anderson |
|
aeb84ed
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"Seja como for, as pessoas dedicadas a religiao nao querem reconhecer a realidade que contradiz o seu conto de fadas. Se realmente vivermos num universo sem Deus, elas perdem o emprego. O fluxo de dinheiro estagna. Por outro lado, ha pessoas que escolhem viver a sua vida de uma forma completamente egocentrica e homicida. Essas sentem que, se nada importa e elas podem fazer o que querem sem sofrer consequeencias, vao faze-lo. Mas tambem podemos ver as coisas de outra maneira: estamos nos e os outros todos, vivos e num barco salva-vidas, e temos de fazer as coisas da maneira mais decente possivel para nos e para eles. A mim parece-me que esta seria uma forma de viver muito mais morale "crista": reconhecermos a terrivel verdade da existencia humana e, perante isso, ainda escolhermos ser humanos decentes em vez de nos iludirmos sobre a existencia de uma qualquer recompensa paradisiaca ou um qualquer castigo infernal. Parecia-me uma atitude muito mais nobre. Se ha recompensa, castigo ou qualquer tipo de pagamento e agimos bem, entao nao estamos a fazer por razoes muito nobres - os chamados principios cristaos. E como os bombistas suicidas que agem alegadamente de acordo com principios religiosos ou nacionais bastante nobres quando, na verdade, as suas familias recebem uma recompensa em dinheiro e congratulam-se com um legado heroico - ja para nao falar da promessa de virgens para os perpetradores, embora me passe completamente ao lado como e que alguem prefere um grupo de virgens a uma mulher altamente experiente."
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humor
inspirational
meaning-of-life
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Woody Allen |
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f5e9b53
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They mean hot like 'I'm too good for you I got my own money don't be frontin' me.' You're more like 'Be my boyfriend I'll make you cookies come meet my dad ' know what I mean
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girls
humor
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Laurie Halse Anderson |
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08f015d
|
" "Of cats' first disobedience, and the height Of that forbidden tree whose doom'd ascent Brought man into the world to help us down And made us subject to his moods and whims, For though we may have knock'd an apple loose As we were carried safely to the ground, We never said to eat th'accursed thing, But yet with him were exiled from our place With loss of hosts of sweet celestial mice And toothsome baby birds of paradise, And so were sent to stray across the earth And suffer dogs, until some greater Cat Restore us, and regain the blissful yard, Sing, heavenly Mews, that on the ancient banks Of Egypt's sacred river didst inspire That pharaoh who first taught the sons of men To worship members of our feline breed: Instruct me in th'unfolding of my tale; Make fast my grasp upon my theme's dark threads That undistracted save by naps and snacks I may o'ercome our native reticence And justify the ways of cats to men."
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humor
milton
paradise-lost
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Henry N. Beard |
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82ef917
|
The silly sentimentalists of the French Revolution talked of the Rights of Man! We hate Rights as we hate Wrongs. We have abolished Right and Wrong. And Right and Left, said Syme with a simple eagerness, I hope you will abolish them too. They are much more troublesome to me.
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humor
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G.K. Chesterton |
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3495b93
|
Sissy had two great failings. She was a great lover and a great mother. She had so much of tenderness in her, so much of wanting to give of herself to whoever needed what she had, whether it was her money, her time, the clothes off her back, her pity, her understanding, her friendship or her companionship and love. She was mother to everything that came her way. She loved men, yes. She loved women too, and old people, and especially children. How she loved children! She loved the down-and-outers. She wanted to make everybody happy. She had tried to seduce the good priest who heard her infrequent confessions because she felt sorry for him. She thought he was missing the greatest joy on earth by being committed to a life of celibacy.
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humor
love
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Betty Smith |
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0d4156f
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Pelos ossos de Deus, Tom, o diabo fez um servico ruim quando trepou com sua mae.
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humor
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Bernard Cornwell |
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0a7c027
|
"You want me to go back into that house protected by a magic sticky note?" "Don't even start," I told him. "It's working. If it weren't working, you couldn't drag me into that place." "What did you write on here? 'Don't die'?" "No, I wrote, 'Don't be an a-hole!'" I headed for the house. "On yours or mine?"
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humor
jim
magic
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Ilona Andrews |
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e055db4
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He humphed and grabbed a carton of milk, then chugged directly from the cardboard spout. Mallory and I watched him, the same grimace on both our faces. Sure, I did the same thing with OJ, but he was a boy, and it was milk. That was just gross.
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double-standards
humor
mallory
merit
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Chloe Neill |
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17347c8
|
Who is this man?' 'Chinaman, or rather half Chinese and half German. Got a daft name. Calls himself Doctor No - Doctor Julius No.' 'No? Spelt like Yes?' 'That's right.
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doctor-no
humor
james-bond
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Ian Fleming |
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2b9613a
|
"He built a tower to try and be closer to her and walled himself inside." She stared at him for a moment as if waiting for something. "And?" He glanced at her, puzzled. "And, what?" She widened her eyes. "How does the story end? Did the sorcerer win his Moon Maiden?" "Of course not," he said irritably. "She lived on the and was quite unattainable. I suppose he must've starved or pined away or fallen off the wall at some point."
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humor
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Elizabeth Hoyt |
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d65f368
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Harrier twisted himself sideways on his saddle to stare at him [Tiercel]. 'You had a vision,' he said flaty. Yes. No. I don't know. I...Yes. No.
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humor
tiercel
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Mercedes Lackey |
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cf40182
|
"Silk laughed. "You really should try not to let your knife do all your thinking for you. That's the one quality we find least attractive in our Cherek cousins." "And we find this compulsion to make clever remarks which seems to overwhelm our Drasnian brothers now and then almost equally unattractive," Barak told him coolly."
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humor
problem-solving
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David Eddings |
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434c633
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In seeking to severely penalize criminals society by putting the criminals away behind safe walls actually provide them with the means of greater strength for future atrocities glorious and otherwise.
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humor
prison
prison-reform
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Jack Kerouac |
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3bb456f
|
"The young man is currently standing in the hallway, dripping on the handmade silk rug that the Emperor of the Indies presented to His Majesty's grandmother. He is insisting on speaking with His Majesty." "It's a very ugly rug," Mendanbar said. "That's why we put it in the entry hall."
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humor
king
mendanbar
rug
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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cbcddd2
|
"Kate picked up her coffee cup, frowning when she saw it was empty. "Did you drink my coffee?" "Yes. I was feeling aggressive."
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friendship
humor
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Jennifer Crusie |
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e79decd
|
"I watched my friend Eleanor give birth," she said. "Once you've seen a child born, you realize a baby's not much more than a reconstituted ham and cheese sandwich. Just a little anagram of you and what you've been eating for nine months."
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babies
baby
benna
birth
humor
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Lorrie Moore |
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6b9b088
|
"The young man is currently standing in the hallway, dripping on the handmade silk rug that the Emperor of the Indies presented to His Majesty's grandmother. He is insisting on speaking with His Majesty." "It's a very ugly rug," Mendanbar said. "That's why we put it in the entry hall." --
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humor
king
mendanbar
rug
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Patricia C. Wrede |
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84adb85
|
There is a species of primate in South America more gregarious than most other mammals, with a curious behavior.The members of this species often gather in groups, large and small, and in the course of their mutual chattering , under a wide variety of circumstances, they are induced to engage in bouts of involuntary, convulsive respiration, a sort of loud, helpless, mutually reinforcing group panting that sometimes is so severe as to incapacitate them. Far from being aversive,however, these attacks seem to be sought out by most members of the species, some of whom even appear to be addicted to them. ...the species in Homo sapiens (which does indeed inhabit South America, among other places), and the behavior is laughter.
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humor
laughter
phenomenology
popular-psychology
popular-science
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Daniel C. Dennett |
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5f1b052
|
"come humans, fulfill your evolutionary purpose adn build your hound a fire." Oberon"
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humor
sarcasm
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Kevin Hearne |
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ecd4301
|
Gerald's look assured her that he and the others would be as near angels as children could be without ceasing to be human.
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humor
phonies
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E. Nesbit |
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8af855c
|
At least I rescued your poor hot dog.
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coming-of-age
disturbing
fire
frightening
funny
ghost
ghoul
gives-me-the-willies
goosebumps
grief
hot-dog
humor
laugh
lonely
lord
madness
nostalgia
pyrokinesis
rescue
savior
scary
sleepaway-camp
spooky
summer-camp
teen
teenage
wiener
wiener-roast
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R.L. Stine |
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b981078
|
What would people think?' Jesus said that people think all sorts of things. The human mind is like a cloud of gnats. Constant motion. That's why you have to look at the heart. 'Oh,' said Grandpa.
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humor
inspiration
jesus
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Garrison Keillor |
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13814aa
|
Can I get you anything? A drink? A fresh change of clothes? A membership card to Hypocrites International?
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humor
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Erin McCarthy |
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e4cac10
|
By the 1920s if you wanted to work behind a lunch counter you needed to know that 'Noah's boy' was a slice of ham (since Ham was one of Noah's sons) and that 'burn one' or 'grease spot' designated a hamburger. 'He'll take a chance' or 'clean the kitchen' meant an order of hash, 'Adam and Eve on a raft' was two poached eggs on toast, 'cats' eyes' was tapioca pudding, 'bird seed' was cereal, 'whistleberries' were baked beans, and 'dough well done with cow to cover' was the somewhat labored way of calling for an order of toast and butter. Food that had been waiting too long was said to be 'growing a beard'. Many of these shorthand terms have since entered the mainstream, notably BLT for a bacon, lettuce, and tomato sandwich, 'over easy' and 'sunny side up' in respect of eggs, and 'hold' as in 'hold the mayo'.
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humor
language
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Bill Bryson |
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71f5b01
|
Does FBI mean Federal Bureau of Idiots?
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humor
second-chance
the-missing-series
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Margaret Peterson Haddix |
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6bafdbe
|
"Feminine psychology is admittedly odd, sir. The poet Pope..." "Never mind about the poet Pope, Jeeves." "No, sir."
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|
bertie-wooster
humor
jeeves
jeeves-and-wooster
poets
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P.G. Wodehouse |
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c90f6aa
|
"I do lend my books, but I have to be a bit selective because my marginalia are so incriminating." --Alison Bechdel"
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humor
reading
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Leah Price |
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98753b4
|
"This isn't going to work," Justine murmured. "It is going to work ," I told her, keeping my tone confident. "We'll breeze right in. The Rack will be with us." Justine glanced at me with an arched eyebrow. "The Rack?" "The Rack is more than just boobs, Justine," I told her soberly. "It's an energy field created by all living boobs. It surrounds us, penetrates us, and binds the galaxy together." Andi started giggling. "You're insane." "But functionally so," I said, and adjusted myself to round out a little better. "Just let go your conscious self and act on instinct." Justine stared blankly at me for a second. Then her face lightened and she let out a little laugh. "The Rack will be with us?" I couldn't stop myself from cracking a smile. "Always."
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humor
star-wars
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Jim Butcher |
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9b800d3
|
"this sentence I'm reading is terrific" i can be quite sarcastic when I'm in the mood. He didn't get it, though. He started walking around the room again, picking up all my personal stuff, and Stradlater's. Finally, I put my book down on the floor. you couldn't read anything with a guy like Ackley around. It was impossible. I slid way the hell down in my chair and watched old Ackley making himself at home. I was feeling sort of tired from the trip to New York and all, and I started yawning. then horsing around a little bit. Sometimes I horse around quite a lot, just to keep from getting bored. what i did was, I pulled the old peak of my hunting hat around to the front, then pulled it way down over my eyes. that way i couldn't see a goddam thing."I think I'm going blind,"I said in this very hoarse voice."Mother darling, everything's getting do dark in here." "You're nuts. I swear to God,"Ackley said. "Mother darling, give me your hand, Why won't you give me your hand?" "For Chrissake, grow up." I started groping around in front of me, like a blind guy, but without getting up or anything. I kept saying,"mother darling, why wont you give me you're hand ?" I was only horsing around, naturally."
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humor
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J.D. Salinger |
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efa564b
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I am too old a soldier to believe that. Hoster will be chiding me about the Redwyne girl even as we light his funeral pyre, damn his bones.
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humor
|
George R.R. Martin |
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85c69c7
|
And here is the shocking plot twist: as farmers produced those extra calories, the food industry figured out how to get them into the bodies of people who didn't really want to eat 700 more calories a day.
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humor
slow-food-nation
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Barbara Kingsolver |
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4b144c6
|
Though firm, we are never too firm, though we love fun, we never have fun in a silly way that makes us appear ridiculous, unless that is our intent.
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humor
satire
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George Saunders |
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c7c7468
|
Okay, then, what was he like? Just give me something to go on so that I have a shot at him!' 'A shot at him? Are you on an elk hunt?
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humor
relationships
teenagers
|
Sara Zarr |
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eaf8225
|
When, for instance, a highly esteemed professor in his seventies abandons his family and runs off with a young red-headed actress, we know that the gods have claimed another victim.
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|
gods
humor
jung
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C.G. Jung |
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168b084
|
Once upon a time she had liked to dance. When she had been about the same age as the little brunette out there who kept lifting her dress up over her head. Now that was living. Just lift your dress if you wanted to get down and don't worry what anyone thought.
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|
dance
humor
inspirational
living
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Erin McCarthy |
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d5d6f8f
|
"Bananas?" He nodded with a small grin. "I discovered about those years ago that I absolutely hate those damn things." "But they're just bananas." "They're the fruit of the devil." A surprised laugh burst out of me. "That's ridiculous." The half grin spread and the dimple appeared. "It's the truth. Now it's your turn."
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|
cute-moments
humor
normal
|
Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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af802d3
|
"Abbey," Sarah said, "life is to be lived. If you're living, you're going to stumble along the way." "All the time?" Abigail lept to her feet and began to pace. "I have such a bad temper and when I was in my teens, I wasn't above using my gift for revenge. None of you did that." Joley slowly raised her hand, sliding down in the chair as she did so. Hannah followed suit, though she didn't look in the least remorseful. Sarah shrugged her shoulders and raised her hand and glared at Elle, who just grinned sheepishly and put up a couple of fingers. Carol tossed her head and waved her arm with gusto."
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|
humor
revenge
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Christine Feehan |
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dbab0bc
|
Poppy: What makes you think I'm having dinner with you? Jake: Because you can't sit in your room and eat ice cream and chips two nights in a row. You'll get scurvy. You need vitamin C.
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humor
romance
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Sarah Mayberry |
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d3bc233
|
Arya did not dare [take a bath], even though she smelled as bad as Yoren by now, all sour and stinky. Some of the creatures living in her clothes had come all the way from Flea Bottom with her; it didn't seem right to drown them.
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|
a-song-of-ice-and-fire
arya
cute
humor
|
George R.R. Martin |
|
109e9fa
|
"Why don't you purchase an Italian dictionary? I will assume the expense." "I have one," she said, "but I don't think it's very good. Half the words are missing." "Half?" "Well, some," she amended. "But truly, that's not the problem." He blinked, waiting for her to continue. She did. Of course. "I don't think Italian is the author's native tongue," she said. "The author of the dictionary?" he queried. "Yes. It's not terribly idiomatic."
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|
dictionary
humor
italian
|
Julia Quinn |
|
d3196a1
|
"You were torturing a cat," she says. "With a freaking prod." "A prod I built myself in metal shop," he says. "But of course you never mention that."
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|
animal-cruelty
humor
|
George Saunders |
|
56acc18
|
There, I was just a secretary-shaped confederation of atoms, fighting the inevitability of mediocrity and decay. But here, in the Juliaverse... energy was never lost, merely converted from one form to another. Here, I took butter and cream and meat and eggs and I made delicious sustenance.
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|
humor
|
Julie Powell |
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cc22bbd
|
"New Rule: Americans must realize what makes NFL football so great: socialism. That's right, the NFL takes money from the rich teams and gives it to the poorer one...just like President Obama wants to do with his secret army of ACORN volunteers. Green Bay, Wisconsin, has a population of one hundred thousand. Yet this sleepy little town on the banks of the Fuck-if-I-know River has just as much of a chance of making it to the Super Bowl as the New York Jets--who next year need to just shut the hell up and play. Now, me personally, I haven't watched a Super Bowl since 2004, when Janet Jackson's nipple popped out during halftime. and that split-second glimpse of an unrestrained black titty burned by eyes and offended me as a Christian. But I get it--who doesn't love the spectacle of juiced-up millionaires giving one another brain damage on a giant flatscreen TV with a picture so real it feels like Ben Roethlisberger is in your living room, grabbing your sister? It's no surprise that some one hundred million Americans will watch the Super Bowl--that's forty million more than go to church on Christmas--suck on that, Jesus! It's also eighty-five million more than watched the last game of the World Series, and in that is an economic lesson for America. Because football is built on an economic model of fairness and opportunity, and baseball is built on a model where the rich almost always win and the poor usually have no chance. The World Series is like . You have to be a rich bitch just to play. The Super Bowl is like Tila Tequila. Anyone can get in. Or to put it another way, football is more like the Democratic philosophy. Democrats don't want to eliminate capitalism or competition, but they'd like it if some kids didn't have to go to a crummy school in a rotten neighborhood while others get to go to a great school and their dad gets them into Harvard. Because when that happens, "achieving the American dream" is easy for some and just a fantasy for others. That's why the NFL literally shares the wealth--TV is their biggest source of revenue, and they put all of it in a big commie pot and split it thirty-two ways. Because they don't want anyone to fall too far behind. That's why the team that wins the Super Bowl picks last in the next draft. Or what the Republicans would call "punishing success." Baseball, on the other hand, is exactly like the Republicans, and I don't just mean it's incredibly boring. I mean their economic theory is every man for himself. The small-market Pittsburgh Steelers go to the Super Bowl more than anybody--but the Pittsburgh Pirates? Levi Johnston has sperm that will not grow and live long enough to see the Pirates in a World Series. Their payroll is $40 million; the Yankees' is $206 million. The Pirates have about as much chance as getting in the playoffs as a poor black teenager from Newark has of becoming the CEO of Halliburton. So you kind of have to laugh--the same angry white males who hate Obama because he's "redistributing wealth" just love football, a sport that succeeds economically because it does just that. To them, the NFL is as American as hot dogs, Chevrolet, apple pie, and a second, giant helping of apple pie."
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|
humor
politics
sports
|
Bill Maher |
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67ee32d
|
"Says O'Sullivan to me, "Mr. Fay, I'll have a word wid yeh?" "Certainly," says I; "what can I do for you?" "Sell me your sea- boots, Mr. Fay," says O'Sullivan, polite as can be. "But what will you be wantin' of them?" says I. "'Twill be a great favour," says O'Sullivan. "But it's my only pair," says I; "and you have a pair of your own," says I. "Mr. Fay, I'll be needin' me own in bad weather," says O'Sullivan. "Besides," says I, "you have no money." "I'll pay for them when we pay off in Seattle," says O'Sullivan. "I'll not do it," says I; "besides, you're not tellin' me what you'll be doin' with them." "But I will tell yeh," says O'Sullivan; "I'm wantin' to throw 'em over the side." And with that I turns to walk away, but O'Sullivan says, very polite and seducin'-like, still a-stroppin' the razor, "Mr. Fay," says he, "will you kindly step this way an' have your throat cut?" And with that I knew my life was in danger, and I have come to make report to you, sir, that the man is a violent lunatic."
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|
funny
humor
sailor
sea
ship
witty
|
Jack London |
|
7b4b3f0
|
"Now, paper and pencils," said Miss Marcy, clapping her hands. Writing paper is scarce in this house, and I had no intention of tearing sheets out of this exercise book, which is a superb sixpenny one the Vicar gave me. In the end, Miss Marcy took the middle pages out of her library record, which gave us a pleasant feeling that we were stealing from the government, and then we sat round the table and elected her chairman."
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|
humor
|
Dodie Smith |
|
b33bda8
|
Dieting was cruel; it was an abuse of human rights. Yes, that's what it was, and she should not allow herself to be manipulated in this way. She stopped herself. Thinking like that was nothing more than coming up with excuses for breaking the diet. Mma Ramotswe was made of sterner stuff than that, and so she persisted.
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|
human-rights
humor
persisting
|
Alexander McCall Smith |
|
fccece8
|
"Remember the Hottentots?" asked James. "They've become the Khoi now, which means that the Germans will have to retire that wonderful word of theirs, Hottentotenpotentatenstantenattentater, which means, as you know, one who attacks the aunt of a Hottentot potentate." --
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|
humor
|
Alexander McCall Smith |
|
4549d09
|
"My toes curled against the soft leather sofa pf my flip-flops and my throat felt scratchy as i forced the words out. "I'm...I'm new." There! I did it. I spoke. Take that, everyone! Words were totally my bitch."
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|
exaggeration
excitement
humor
|
Jennifer L. Armentrout |
|
4aaf0e0
|
The whole point of straws, I had thought, was that you did not have to set down the slice of pizza to suck a dose of Coke while reading a paperback.
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|
funny
humor
quirky
|
Nicholson Baker |
|
87f8653
|
It would be especially comforting to believe that I have the answer to the question, What happens when we die? Does the light just go out and that's that--the million-year nap? Or will some part of my personality, my me-ness, persist? What will that feel like? What will I do all day? Is there a place to plug in my laptop?
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|
death
humor
|
Mary Roach |
|
cfc1cf5
|
You don't appreciate a faithful husband when you've got one,' said Tommy. 'All my friends tell me you never know with husbands,' said Tuppance. 'You have the wrong kind of friends,' said Tommy.
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|
faithfulness
friends
funny
humor
husband
husband-and-wife-relationship
tommy-and-tuppance
|
Agatha Christie |
|
9f41ea4
|
It was mild monsters like these that made Jack the Ripper go after young women, she decided: who could tolerate yielding the world to someone who behaved as if she had given birth to the very world herself?
|
|
center-of-the-universe
children
humor
jack-the-ripper
the-world
|
Gregory Maguire |
|
ca9cc91
|
Hercule Poirot spread out his hands in his most foreign manner.
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|
humor
poirot
|
Agatha Christie |
|
e9b3bdf
|
A couple of years ago my sister Judy and I were each given a box of truffles. The tiny print said two pieces contained 310 calories and there were six pieces in each box. We were sitting on the bus headed downtown, quietly doing our calculations: Judy was dividing by two and I was multiplying by three. When she realized what I was doing, a look came over her face that is hard to describe. 'I lost all hope for you' she says now.
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|
humor
moderation
|
Abigail Thomas |
|
de48afe
|
I'm asked a lot what the best thing about cooking for a living is. And it's this: to be a part of a subculture. To be part of a historical continuum, a secret society with its own language and customs. To enjoy the instant gratification of making something good with one's hands--using all one's senses. It can be, at times, the purest and most unselfish way of giving pleasure (thought oral sex has to be a close second).
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|
humor
subculture
|
Anthony Bourdain |
|
baaa41a
|
She's on the stairs, ma'am, getting her breath,' said the young servant, who had not been long up from the country, where my mother had the excellent habit of getting all her servants. Often she had seen them born. That's the only way to get really good ones. And they're the rarest of luxuries.
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|
class
elitism
humor
servants
society
|
Marcel Proust |
|
52ef74f
|
Out of the corner of my eye, I can see Felicity and Ann hunched over their ornaments as if they were fascinating relics from an archaeological dig. I note that their shoulders are trembling, and I realize that they are fighting laughter over my terrible plight. There's friendship for you.
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|
doyle
felicity
friendship
gemma
humor
sarcasm
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Libba Bray |
|
eeb75cb
|
An international power supply is the device which means it doesn't matter what country you're in, or even if you know what country you're in (more of a problem than you might suspect) - you just plug your Mac in and it figures it out for itself. We call this principle Plug and Play. Or at least, Microsoft calls it that because it hasn't got it yet. In the Mac world we've had it for so long we didn't even think of giving it a name.
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|
humor
|
Douglas Adams |
|
696e8e1
|
I enrage myself with an imbecile. I say, 'I would like to kick him.' Instead I kick the table. I say, 'This table, it is the imbecile, I kick him so.
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|
hercule-poirot
humor
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Agatha Christie |
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Well, Hell was worse, of course, by definition. But Crowley remembered what Heaven was like, and it had quite a few things in common with Hell. You couldn't get a decent drink in either of them, for a start. And the boredom you got in Heaven was almost as bad as the excitement you got in Hell.
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hell
humor
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Terry Pratchett Neil Gaiman |
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c4520f5
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"Thought of blowing your brains out?" William blinked, startled. "No." "That's good. Anything else is bound to be an improvement, isn't it?"
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humor
william-ransome
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Diana Gabaldon |
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a179189
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"He opened the door wider. "He's waiting." He gave me what was probably meant to be a significant wink, but a corner of his mouth moved more than his eye did and the result was a fairly startling face."
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humor
wink
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Dashiell Hammett |
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5890b90
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"I guess I forgot we were going out tonight." "We always go out on Fridays." "It's Thursday, Alvis." "You are so tied to routine."
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humor
routine
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Jess Walter |
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1534476
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Inside the pub, Richard's friends continued to celebrate his forthcoming departure with an enthusiasm that, to Richard, was beginning to border on the sinister.
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going-away
humor
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Neil Gaiman |
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16cb225
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"Snarling an oath from an Icelandic saga, I reclaimed my place at the head of the queue. "Oy!" yelled a punk rocker, with studs in his cranium. "There's a fackin' queue!" Never apologize, advises Lloyd George. Say it again, only this time, ruder. "I know there's a 'fackin' queue'! I already queued in it once and I am going to queue in it again just because Nina Simone over there won't sell me a ruddy ticket!" A colored yeti in a clip-on uniform swooped. "Wassa bovver?" "This old man here reckons his colostomy bag entitles him to jump the queue," said the skinhead, " make racist slurs about the lady of Afro-Caribbean extraction in the advance-travel window." I couldn't believe I was hearing this."
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humor
london
punk
racism
skinhead
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David Mitchell |
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99d15f2
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Honestly, the only question most Americans ask about a new building at this point is basically: Is it a soul-sucking eyesore of cheap-ass despair? It's not? Whew.
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architecture
humor
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Sarah Vowell |
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2100dd8
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There was no one to really argue with, but Mama managed it expertly every chance she had. She could argue with the entire world in that kitchen and almost every evening, she did.
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humor
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Markus Zusak |
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0f6979e
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My mouth was dry as cotton and my head hurt like hell. I tried to lift it, and the effort left me shaken and nauseated. I satisfied myself with just shifting my eyes around. I thought of all the books I'd read, all the mysteries. Spencer wouldn't have ended up this way. Neither would Kinsey Milhone. Or Henry O. Or Stephanie Plum, Well, yeah, maybe Stephanie Plum.
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humor
mysteries
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Charlaine Harris |
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24c3df5
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"I said the first thing that came into my head unfortunately. "Save the drama for your mama " I told her just like an eleven-year-old." --
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humor
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Charlaine Harris |
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885e469
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Out last chance is a cat's magic sight. We are doomed.
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cat
humor
magic
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Laurell K. Hamilton |
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163c260
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...It's probably polite to pretend you don't see people coming out of pawnshops, anyhow.
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humor
pawn-shop
polite
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Dashiell Hammett |
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2b2082b
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If I can't suck your milkshake through a straw, it's not a milkshake--it's a glass of ice cream.
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humor
ice-cream
milkshake
milkshakes
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Bill Maher |
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106382d
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New Rule: Someone must x-ray my stomach to see if the Peeps I ate on Easter are still in there, intact and completely undigested. And I'm not talking about this past Easter. I'm talking about the last time I celebrated Easter, in 1962.
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easter
humor
peeps
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Bill Maher |
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ec51145
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Stop saying drug use makes people lazy. Jimi Hendrix did a lot of drugs, even though he's been dead for forty years, he's making new records. Suck on , Partnership for a Drug-Free America!
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humor
jimi-hendrix
laziness
music
productivity
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Bill Maher |
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563439e
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New Rule: If we want to find a place to cut government waste, we must start with the DEA rubber duck. Yes, on the DEA's website you can buy a rubber ducky with a DEA badge and a cop's hat. Which I recommend doing, because they're a great place to hide your weed.
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drugs
humor
politics
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Bill Maher |
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4d7f0c1
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"New Rule: Oil companies must stop with the advertisements implying they're friends of the environment. "At Exxon Mobil, we care about a thriving wildlife." Please--the only thing an oil executive has in common with a seagull is they'd both steal french fries from a baby."
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humor
oil-industry
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Bill Maher |
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b5d06f2
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"The whole "lets find Bigfoot" thing seems a little ill-planned to me, personally. Granted, my perspective is different than that of non-wizards, but marching out into the woods looking for a very large and very powerful creature by blasting out what you're pretty sure are territorial challenges to fight (or else mating calls) seems... somewhat unwise. I mean, if there's no Bigfoot, no problem. But what if you're standing there, screaming "Bring it on!" and find a Bigfoot? Worse yet, what if he finds you? Even worse, what if you were screaming "Do me, baby!" and he finds you then? Is it me? Am I carzy? Or does the whole thing just seem like a recipe for trouble?"
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humor
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Jim Butcher |
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There are a lot of things I can't control. I don't know what's going to happen in the next few days.I don't want what I am going to face, what kind of choices I am going to have to make. I can't predict it. I can't control it. It's too big.' I nodded at my shovel. 'But that, I can predict. I know that if I pick up that shovel and clear the snow from the walkways, it's going to make my neighbors safer and happier.' I glanced at him and shrugged. 'It's worthwhile to me.
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humor
life
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Jim Butcher |
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Is everything all right? Is everything all right? Hmm, hold on a minute, let me see . . . my mom is going out with my Algebra teacher, a subject I'm flunking, by the way; my best friend hates me; I'm fourteen years old and I've never been asked out; I don't have any breasts; and oh, I just found out I'm the princess of Genovia.
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humor
mia-thermopolis
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Meg Cabot |