Hey, if you poop on my blankets..." "Please. War gods do…

“Drivin’ the green train I’m all like, Choo-choo! Choo-choo! Can’t catch me!—Oh, poop!”

— Rick Riordan

I still miss my gramma. I can see her at the farm, in her apron, babushka and support stockings. My Slovak gramma spoiled us…

— Regina Brett

After 'Blankets,' I was sick of drawing myself and doing this autobiographical, mundane, Midwestern sort of comics. I wanted to create something bigger than…

— Craig Thompson

“A blanket could be used to distribute ice cream to dyslexics. Blankets are cold and ice cream needs to be kept warm, right?
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— Jarod Kintz

“A blanket isn’t the solution, a blanket is the problem. I say we burn all the blankets, along with the bodies of the unbelievers.
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— Jarod Kintz

gods are children's blankets that get carried over into adulthood.

— James Randi

“Blankets could be used to stop exponential population growth. If we kept the people warm, maybe they wouldn’t try to heat themselves up through…

— Jarod Kintz

“Blankets are covers, covering the sins of my fathers. 
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— Jarod Kintz

Why do we feel safe under blankets? It's not like a murderer will come in thinking I'm gonna ki..-ahhh. Damn, she's under a blanket.

— Hussein Nishah

Whether it's cushions you only use outside in the summer, or blankets that only come out in the winter, you've always got to think…

— Anthea Turner

“ Thanks for giving me a place to sleep last night, and for the extra blanket. Vi. -Violet's note to Lincoln”

— Jessica Shirvington

“Just what I need." Pen throws back the blankets. "Another man in my life. At least this one doesn't speak.”

— Lauren DeStefano

Been having a fight with your blankets, Septimus?" A familiar voice echoed down the chimney. "Looks like you lost," the voice continued with a…

— Angie Sage

Save the Children is an awesome charity that has helped more than 125 million children around the world, providing everything from school books to…

— PewDiePie

Honestly, I'm living my fantasy. It's being with my family, preferably on a snowy afternoon with a fire going, cuddled up in blankets, playing…

— Meredith Vieira