“Too many words,” said Gideon confidentially. “How about these: One flesh, one end, bitch.” — Tamsyn Muir Copy Share Image
“I made flowers grow for them out of the garden, but they came out ... weird. Some of the roses had teeth.” — Tamsyn Muir Copy Share Image
“Too many words,” said Gideon confidentially. “How about these: One flesh, one end, bitch.” — Tamsyn Muir Copy Share Image
“You're doing bone parthenogenesis! I told him his mum did bone parthenogenesis.” — Tamsyn Muir Copy Share Image
