The rabbit of Easter. He bring of the chocolate.

On a busy day twenty-two thousand people come to visit Santa, and I was told that it is an elf's lot to remain merry in the face of torment and adversity. I promised to keep that in mind.

I haven't the slightest idea how to change people, but still I keep a long list of prospective candidates just in case I should ever figure it out.

There seemed to be some correlation between devotion to God and a misguided zeal for marshmallows.

I hate you' she said to me one afternoon. 'I really, really hate you.' Call me sensitive, but I couldn't help but take it personally.

Shit is the tofu of cursing.