we'd better take you home.
come on, sissy, don't be afraid of us.
there, that ought to beat them bronchial buggers into submission.
i was a medic in the army. i really should have become a doctor. sometimes, though, i feel that pushing books is a whole lot like pushing medicine. think of books as pills. i have pills that cure ignorance and pills that cure boredom. i have pills to elevate moods and pills to open people's eyes to the awful truth.
what would we do without you, carla? without our little efficiency expert, carla, everything would just go to hell. carla is thinking about running for mayor next year, aren't you, carla?