The maddest phenomenon in this wholly mad world – that the filming or wirelessing of an event, whether it is the Grand National or an attack in force on the Maginot Line, is held to be of more importance than the event itself.
Yes, I'm too mad to punish you right now. We'll talk about it when we get home. Go brush your teeth, comb your hair, put on dry clothes, and get the guns. We're going to Wal-Mart.
Yes, I'm a hermit. Mostly I brood," Mad Rogan said. "Also, I'm very good at wallowing in self-pity. I spend my days steeped in melancholy, looking out the window. Occasionally a single tear quietly rolls down my cheek.
One school of thought says that the best way to handle an issue like this is exposure therapy," Mad Rogan said. "For example, if you're terrified of snakes, repeated handling of them will cure it."
Aha. "I'm not handling your snake.
Who is that?”
Your replacement.”
You replaced me with a shaved poodle?”
He's got mad skills.
Speak to me."
"I hate you."
"Okay." Mad Rogan let go of me. "You're fine.
Maybe I should drive,” Troy said. She knows what she’s doing,” Mad Rogan said. I sniffed. What?” The fragrance of a genuine compliment from Mad Rogan. So rare and sweet.
You replaced me with a shaved poodle?”
He’s got mad skills.”
Derek’s eyebrows crept up.
He can vomit and urinate at the same time and he doesn’t make fun of my car.
I don't know if I ever really get mad in real life. It's what my shrink was saying to me all those years: You need to get mad! I think rage is so ugly. I just think there's a way to be mad and discuss it.
