#ness

Busy' is another word for 'asshole'. 'Asshole' is another word for the guy you're dating. ↗

— Greg Behrendt

#humor #business

He bowed is head into my throat, groaning softly. "I loved you long before you loved me. Its the only thing I have you beat at, and ill bring it up every chance I get." His mouth pressed to my skin, took on a devilish curve. "Lets get out of here. I'm taking you back to my place, this time for good. We have unfinished business, and I think its time we do something about it. ↗

— Becca Fitzpatrick

#business

He’s always asking: ‘Is that new? I haven’t seen that before.’ It’s like, Why don’t you mind your own business? Solve world hunger. Get out of my closet. ↗

— Michelle Obama

#funny #humor #michelle-obama #obama #business

I once saw a snake having sex with a vulture, and I thought, It’s just business as usual in Washington DC.
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— Jarod Kintz

#corruption #filth #normal #politicians #politics

Religions are, by definition, metaphors, after all: God is a dream, a hope, a woman, an ironist, a father, a city, a house of many rooms, a watchmaker who left his prize chronometer in the desert, someone who loves you—even, perhaps, against all evidence, a celestial being whose only interest is to make sure your football team, army, business, or marriage thrives, prospers, and triumphs over all opposition. Religions are places to stand and look and act, vantage points from which to view the world. So none of this is happening. Such things could not occur. Never a word of it is literally true. ↗

— Neil Gaiman

#business

My own business always bores me to death; I prefer other people's. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#humor #business

Are you guys busy?" Juniper asked. "Well," I said, "we're in the middle of this game against a bunch of monsters and we're trying not to die." "We're not busy," Annabeth said. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#business

Before I begin, may I ask how old you are?" "You may ask." "How old are you?" "It's none of your business ↗

— Christopher Pike

#business

Jem and Will had set up camp on one of the long tables in the back of the library, ostensibly to help advise her, but more likely, it seemed, to mock and be amused by her consternation. “You point your feet out too much when you walk,” Will went on. He was busy polishing an apple on his shirtfront, and appeared not to notice Tessa glaring at him. “Camille walks delicately. Like a faun in the woods. Not like a duck.” “I do not walk like a duck.” “I like ducks,” Jem observed diplomatically. “Especially the ones in Hyde Park.” He glanced sideways at Will; both boys were sitting on the edge of the high table, their legs dangling over the side. “Remember when you tried to convince me to feed a poultry pie to the mallards in the park to see if you could breed a race of cannibal ducks?” “They ate it too,” Will reminisced. “Bloodthirsty little beasts. Never trust a duck. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#jem-carstairs #tessa-gray #will-herondale #business

Marry me, he says. I got all my own teeth, I wash twice a year an I'll cut you in fer half the business here. ↗

— Moira Young

#humor #ike #business