Wait, there's got to be some kind of rule against holding the paddle "down there".

I thought Lisbeth Salander was the Pippi reboot.

It's Bob Dylan's first harmonica holder. Unfortunately, that middle rod accidentally got over-tightened and his voice was never the same again.
"Reading Time" by Ed Harrington (M)

Wish I knew what was going on in their heads. Wonder if I could find a teacher for that skill.

I'll bet purple-nerpling a cop is the first capital offense.

After working all week, Kiko couldn't wait to go to the amusement park on Friday night and just go wild. What a great way to relieve stress!
On Saturday, he actually blinked.

Note to the makers of Tic Tacs: There is big market potential in Ireland.

The brain isn't the thought-center that humans believe it to be. It is merely a high-speed antenna, which links the body's physical senses to the REAL through-center: the soul. Each human's soul is a large processor, storing lots of memories, making decisions, and using up lots of energy in the process. Humans refer to them as stars.
When a person dies, it just means that something happened, preventing their physical body from communicating with their soul any longer. But the soul is still up there somewhere, still alive, still working.

#75. This makes sense now:

During all those decades, he only put 107K miles on it? I've got nearly 3 times that on my Ford Escort!

Dig that groovy DJ, hepcats!
(The kids still say 'hepcats', right?)

A station wage, huh? That doesn't sound like much of a salary.