There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers. I'm the kind that pays better. ~Rick Castle
Granted, but it's the dreaded already-consumed biscuit pie.
I wish this exam cat would scat.
There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers. I'm the kind that pays better. ~Rick Castle
Granted, but--you set yourself up for this one--the food is a very moldy cheeseburger. And you have to eat the whole thing.
I wish I knew what an exam cat was!
You must be swift as the coursing river, With all the force of a great typhoon, With all the strength of a raging fire, Mysterious as the dark side of the moon.
Granted, and now it's yours! (it's a cat that brings about nasty exams, by the way)
I wish I was more talkative.
There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers. I'm the kind that pays better. ~Rick Castle
Granted, but now he constantly brings his noisy friends over.
I wish more adventures happened in my life.
There are two kinds of folks who sit around thinking about how to kill people: psychopaths and mystery writers. I'm the kind that pays better. ~Rick Castle
How can I be king of the world? Because I am king of rubbish. And rubbish is what the world is made of. — Kate DiCamillo, The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane