John Reed (novelist) Quotes

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And the rest of the park animals, who were usually silenced by such outbursts from the sheep, this time responded, belting out a battle cry of their own - one that quickly overpowered the baa-ing of the sheep altogether. "Kill the beavers!" "Kill the beavers!" "Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!"

John Reed

Love is splendourous, orgies are sick. But an orgy ain't too bad once in a bit.

John Reed

We get sweaty riding rides.
We cuddle in our tighty whites.
It's natural that boys get stinky.
We scratch our pits and sniff our pinkies.

We giggle when we drink our juice.
We like it sweet and 90 proof.
Bear cubs wrestle, bear cubs grunt.
You think it's wrong, you're ignorant.

John Reed

He just has that certain je ne suis pas, that certain indefinable something of animal maggotism.

John Reed

And without pause, the great pig Snowball called the extremist attack, "The Massacre of the Twin Mills." And for it he vowed - "Revenge, justice, retaliation! The blood of beavers will flow in the river of the Woodlands!"

John Reed

You're as hot As a Malibu snot!
Sweet for the pickin' And salty, for lickin'.

John Reed

Capital punishment - cruel and fruitable, or, the ultimate in criminal detergent?

John Reed

On the wings of love, we'll soar to the depths.

John Reed

John Reed

John Reed

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Born: February 7, 1969 (age 56)

Bio: John Reed is an American novelist. He is the author of four novels: A Still Small Voice, Snowball's Chance with a preface by Alexander Cockburn, The Whole, and All the World's a Grave: A New Play by William Shakespeare.

Known for:

Snowball's Chance (2002)
All the world's a grave
A still small voice

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