Wait a minute. How is it possible? It's like—it's like all the best lines of this story exploded into more and even funnier lines! Like,
"I had sun-bleached hair, and that was enough."
I'll just be over here coming to grips with the fact that my friend's writing will keep growing hilariously, impossibly richer with every passing year. And the endings will grow homier and more than ever before, make us feel like we belong.
Wait a minute. How is it possible? It's like—it's like all the best lines of this story exploded into more and even funnier lines! Like,
"I had sun-bleached hair, and that was enough."
I'll just be over here coming to grips with the fact that my friend's writing will keep growing hilariously, impossibly richer with every passing year. And the endings will grow homier and more than ever before, make us feel like we belong.