“Forget sugar and spice, based on the contents of our vacuum I am convinced you are made entirely out of glitter.”
— the Mister, after vacuuming out the car.
And baking. And sunsets. And puppies.
“Forget sugar and spice, based on the contents of our vacuum I am convinced you are made entirely out of glitter.”
— the Mister, after vacuuming out the car.
I do not know whether it ought to be so, but certainly silly things do cease to be silly if they are done by sensible people in an impudent way. Wickedness is always wickedness, but folly is not always folly. It depends upon the character of those who handle it.