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“I don’t know. Call your grandfather.”
“Oh, they were something called the ‘scales of justice,’ but back around 2025 people started using them for ashtrays.”
“I’m in for satire. How about you?”
“Never bring a swordfish to a narwhal fight.”
“Vote? I’m rich—I use my money to influence the government.”
“O.K., we’re off to a lucky day one.”
“Why can’t you use the special little cat couch I got you?”
“On the plus side, we can really use the rain.”
“I think I can handle kids splashing myself.”
“I don’t like crackers, I abhor bad grammar, and I refuse to refer to myself in the third person.”
“You crawled out of the primordial soup. You can handle an interview.”
“Based on your purchase of bullets, duct tape, and a silencer, you may also like a shovel.”
“Your parents sent you a care package of cookies, dorm essentials, and an immigration attorney.”
“And make sure you’re home by curfew, or your father will be out looking for you in his cycling outfit.”