#hello

I noticed that there are no B batteries. I think that's to avoid confusion, cause if there were you wouldn't know if someone was stuttering. 'Yes, hello I'd like some b-batteries.' 'What kind?' 'B-batteries.' 'What kind?' 'B-batteries!' and D-batteries that's hard for foreigners. 'Yes, I would like de batteries.' ↗

— Demetri Martin

#batteries #cause #confusion #foreigners #hard

Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my soul But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#othello #shakespeare #love

The Professor noted two nymphs with strawberries on their heads, a DayGlo Amish lady, a mustachioed man in a rainbow apron. He wrote Saturday Night Fever, then crossed it out and wrote Drag Ball + Bollywood and underlined it twice. ↗

— La Carmina

#hello-kitty #japan #pop-culture #tokyo #travel

I may be old but I’m not dead. ↗

— Christie Walker Bos

#goodbye-blues #hello-love #love

I decorated my house like a medieval gothic castle, European-style. Chandeliers and red velvet curtains. My bedroom is pink and black, my bathroom is totally Hello Kitty, I have a massive pink couch and a big antique gold cross. ↗

— Avril Lavigne

#bathroom #bedroom #big #black #castle

You don't say hello to Mr. DeNiro? Show the respect, will ya? ↗

— Joe Pesci

#hello #mr #respect #say #show

Ever since they invented Hello Kitty, the world hasn't been the same. You can safely chart the rise of The Culture of Cute since that flat-faced skank started showing up everywhere. ↗

— Celia Rivenbark

#life

Really? Worst film you ever saw. Well, my next one will be better. Hello. Hello. ↗

— Ed Wood

#ever #film #hello #next #really

I couldn't pick just one. The moment I'd touched the sugar packet, a thousand thoughts cascaded through my mind. I want to go shopping in Times Square. I want to go to the top of the Empire State Building. I want Dad to finish his meetings and come see the city with me. I want to travel to Paris. I want to fall in love so hard it makes me cry. I want... I shook my head. Sam didn't know what he was asking. How could this small pink square of processed sugar be transformed into my heart's desire? I want Mom to come home. ↗

— Lisa Mangum

#desires #hello #want #home

I asked her, dreamily, if we had met, and when she told me that we had not, I gave her a little finger wave, the type a leprechaun might offer a pixie who was floating by on a maple leaf. "Well, hi there," I whispered. ↗

— David Sedaris

#dream #drugs #hello #leprechaun #pixie