I'm So Into You, It's Not Even

Therefore. Ergo. Erg. Argh. Ugh.

Wherever I Went, I Was On The Wrong End Of The Stampede.

Perhaps It's Not That I'm Frigid-- It's That Once I Decide I Like A Guy, I Turn Into A Raging Idiot, Unfit For Public Appearances.

No One Would Want To Read A Book In Which I Explain The Science Of Cloning Because It Would Be Very Dull And It Would Also Make No Sense.

We All Just Took The Bookstore At Its Word, Because If You Couldn't Trust A Bookstore, What Could You Trust?