The Internet Changed My Life.

[Lizzie Bennington to a reporter who has asked for her opinion about Jack Archer's celebrated thighs.] __hen you come back from a set down and bring the match to a final set tiebreak and are a point away from winning the match, only to have what looks like an extremely fit player call a time out because of a cramp and then watch that player sit back and casually converse and laugh while you do your best to keep your mental focus and your body moving so you don__ grow cold and cramp yourself, I hardly think you__ concern yourself with his burgeoning manhood, let alone his thighs!

Spirituality is committing suicide. Consciousness is attempting to will itself out of existence.

Well, with that filly in my line of vision blushing like a virgin, something in me was bound to stand at attention. And my walking legs were occupied.

This was what we did as a species, after all: we built ingenious devices, and we destroyed things.

I guess it's funny how life turns out?" she tried. "Not last I checked," Errol said with a snort.