Joel N. Ross Quotes

Uh, she said maybe your eyes matched the Fog like a synchronous magnetic field?” “I don’t even know what language that is.
Joel N. Ross
If Chess is the switch,” Loretta said, “how does he turn the Fog off?” Bea bit her lower lip. “I don’t know—ask Chess.” “How would I know?” I said. “You try being a switch.
Joel N. Ross
Loretta started belting out a song: “Row, row, row your boat, sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G !
Joel N. Ross
...Loretta threatened to beat him to death with a wooden spoon...
Joel N. Ross
After an hour the score was: Quancita—34 Radiz—51 Sally—froglegs Perla—9 a
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Are you okay?” “Yeah.” “Good,” she said, “because if you fall off a skyscraper, I’ll be so mad at you.
Joel N. Ross
Are you . . . lost?” “Not really,” she told him. “We just don’t know where we’re going.
Joel N. Ross
What are you doing?” I asked Loretta. “Stabbing a cushion,” she told me.
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Keep moving!” “Bea’s arguing with the floor.
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We’re alive!” Swedish told her. “I did not see that coming.
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Did Cap’n Vidious leave that? He is such a cuddlebunny.” “Yeah,” I said, “that’s exactly how I’d describe him.
Joel N. Ross
You know what to do?” “Wander around,” I said. “Until I spot a self-assembled whangdoodle from the Foggy depths.
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Did you just call me ‘sweetie’?” I asked. She shoved my shoulder. “No.
Joel N. Ross
Well, the bad news,” Swedish said from the wheel, “is that Chess still thinks he’s funny.” “What’s the good news?” Loretta asked, leaning on our little copper-tubed harpoon. “That Kodoc dropped a bomb on the city?
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Now you’re listening to Swedish ?” I asked her. “He thinks I’m the Compass because every time I see ticktocks, I happen to be there!
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It was going to be our job to annoy someone?” “I know—it’s a dream come true!
Joel N. Ross
If Chess is the switch,” Loretta said, “how does he turn the Fog off?” Bea bit her lower lip. “I don’t know—ask Chess.” “How would I know?” I said. “You try being a switch.
Joel N. Ross
Loretta started belting out a song: “Row, row, row your boat, sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G !
Joel N. Ross
...Loretta threatened to beat him to death with a wooden spoon...
Joel N. Ross
After an hour the score was: Quancita—34 Radiz—51 Sally—froglegs Perla—9 a
Joel N. Ross
Are you okay?” “Yeah.” “Good,” she said, “because if you fall off a skyscraper, I’ll be so mad at you.
Joel N. Ross
Are you . . . lost?” “Not really,” she told him. “We just don’t know where we’re going.
Joel N. Ross
What are you doing?” I asked Loretta. “Stabbing a cushion,” she told me.
Joel N. Ross
Keep moving!” “Bea’s arguing with the floor.
Joel N. Ross
We’re alive!” Swedish told her. “I did not see that coming.
Joel N. Ross
Did Cap’n Vidious leave that? He is such a cuddlebunny.” “Yeah,” I said, “that’s exactly how I’d describe him.
Joel N. Ross
You know what to do?” “Wander around,” I said. “Until I spot a self-assembled whangdoodle from the Foggy depths.
Joel N. Ross
Did you just call me ‘sweetie’?” I asked. She shoved my shoulder. “No.
Joel N. Ross
Well, the bad news,” Swedish said from the wheel, “is that Chess still thinks he’s funny.” “What’s the good news?” Loretta asked, leaning on our little copper-tubed harpoon. “That Kodoc dropped a bomb on the city?
Joel N. Ross
Now you’re listening to Swedish ?” I asked her. “He thinks I’m the Compass because every time I see ticktocks, I happen to be there!
Joel N. Ross
It was going to be our job to annoy someone?” “I know—it’s a dream come true!
Joel N. Ross