You Send `em To School ... They Eat The Books.
You send `em to school ... they eat the books.
Who on earth would eat a charred caterpillar!? No, no, you SINGE 'em! You SINGE 'em and eat 'em!
Lisa: Bart, how come you're not sick? Bart: Eh, I gave my oysters to the cat.
[points to an ill-feeling cat] Hey, why'd you eat 'em?...
Write books only if you are going to say in them the things you would never dare confide to anyone.
-- E.M. Ciora...
Work Hard. Rock Hard. Eat Hard. Sleep Hard. Grow Big.
Wear Glasses If You Need 'Em. -- The Webb Wilder Credo...
You just leave those Russians to me, honey. I'll take 'em all on, a battalion at a time, and send them back to Omsk with their little tails between their legs.
If you can't beat em', mod em'.
If you can't lick 'em---bite 'em!
If you can't write 'em, steal 'em