From my personally autographed copy of God's Little Acre:
"I hate to cross you, Griselda," Ty Ty said determinedly. "Once I get started about you, I can't stop. I've just got to praise you. And I reckon any man would who has seen you like I have. The first time I saw you, when Buck brought you here from wherever it was you came from, I felt like getting right down there and then and licking something. That's a rare feeling to come over a man, and when I have it, it does me proud to talk about it for you to hear."
"Please, Pa," she said.
What are you talking about? YOU write just like that !!
Posted by: Jack Straw at July 8, 2003 7:55 PMHey, you're right. Where's My Nobel?!?
Posted by: Kim at July 8, 2003 8:30 PM