“the word for alcohol in native Escargotian – roughly translated into English – means: ‘the nectar of the madness of remorse’.” — Aaron J. Ethridge Copy Share Image
“the word for alcohol in native Escargotian – roughly translated into English – means: ‘the nectar of the madness of remorse’.” — Aaron J. Ethridge Copy Share Image
“His gibberish sounds intellectual enough to make some people feel like agreeing with him makes them look smart.” — Aaron J. Ethridge Copy Share Image
“I like the fact that he's five-foot six.” “Really?” the young man asked incredulously. “Yes,” she nodded. “I've five-foot three so he's just the… — Aaron J. Ethridge Copy Share Image
“What makes you think women like being whistled at?” “Experience. Most people like to know they're hot. I know I do.” — Aaron J. Ethridge Copy Share Image
“How did you cook dinner?” Cleo asked. “I took raw food,” the young man explained, “and I heated it up in just the right… — Aaron J. Ethridge Copy Share Image
“Of course you don’t mind being called boy,” the young man chuckled, “you think you’re Peter Pan.” — Aaron J. Ethridge Copy Share Image
