Pinky And The Brain Quotes Novels & Stories

Pinky leaned forward, lowering his voice. “What?” “I think he saw your small dick,” Pinky laughed. “You’re diabolical. I hate you,” Bruce glared, standing up. “Why don’t you go to him? Aren’t you guys collaborating? God, I can’t wait,” Pinky grinned. “Just heard Tate is back. He’s Evan’s favorite musician…” Pinky muttered to himself, an evil idea forming. He laughed like a villain and climbed the stairs. He pulled out his phone and texted Sab.

My parents and Sharon hurried over to him, their faces full of fawning smiles. Second Pops took the surgery order and casually flipped through it. His expression went cold almost immediately. "A brain transplant? Who accepted this case? Are you out of your minds? This surgery is extremely difficult, and there hasn't been a single successful case in the world. I can't do it."

Everyone had their own struggles and solutions, their own conflicts and coping mechanisms. A while back, Gray had used that quote about the two mice and a bucket of cream from 'Catch Me If You Can' to proudly describe Pink Ranger. Apparently, her childhood wasn't a rosy one and if she hadn't 'churned some butter' real quick, her life would've ended before it started. My roommate had followed up those idiomatic expressions with a list of her friend's academic achievements... All the things she'd done on her own to reach where she was. The knowledge that against all odds, someone my age (who I knew personally) was living out their dreams through their own determination hit different. Like it r

That little mouth opened on reflex, like she didn’t even realize I was doing it. Then she kept going. “And Business Barbie can’t live downstairs because she’s busy.” “Mm,” I said. “And Lawyer Barbie needs a view.” “Makes sense,” Sebastian said. Poppy turned to him quickly. “See? Mommy always says I think too much, but actually I’m visionary.” “I don’t say you think too much,” I replied, spreading a little more butter on toast that absolutely did not need more butter. “I say your brain doesn’t have brakes.”

“I said what do you want?” “Ever since I was in highschool, I ws always underestimated. They used to tell me how dumb I was. I didn’t like that. I needed to find a way to show all of them that I was smarter. Sacrifices had to be made, people had to die.” said Byron. “Your point?” “I need your brain.I just really want your brain.” said Byron. “What does he need his brain for?” Ben asked. “what do you want my brain for?”

No matter how hard I had trained myself nor to allow comments like this not to get to me, it still hurts. I still couldn't get used to comments like this. But this definitely wasn't the place to crumble and break down so I cleared my throat. "I thought as orators, the first asset is your brain. Seems like you lost yours." The stunned into silence class burst into laughter and Peju stared wide eyed at me, as if she couldn't believe what I just said. Someone beside nudged me with their elbows and I turned to see a girl with a warm smile, smiling at me.

He looks at me without batting an eyelash, then says, “the average adult human brain can store the equivalent of 2.5 million gigabytes digital memory. So, use your brain. It’s a pity that you don’t. Don’t rely too much on calculators; it will make your brain shrink.” I laugh, and he smirks. What he said is true. I can’t live without using calculators. “You know what, I like you. It’s fun to be with you. I hope we can start a business of our own in the future. How do you like it?” “The heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure. Who can understand it?”

Do your best. "I know I'm not the type of girl that you usually go out with. I'm not sexy, I'm not attractive and I'm no fun. I'm plain and boring with no charm at all. The only thing good about me is probably my brain, which everyone finds boring. But I must ask you this..." I took a deep breath and gathered all the courage I had to say the words that I never thought would ever come out of my mouth. I just hope that I'm doing the right thing and this will be the best solution for everything.

“Your priorities are all wrong. Now I’m hungry, so naturally, I should be thinking about food. My brain cells don’t have enough nutrients to ponder over conspiracies and the like.” Blackie barely stopped himself from retorting with “What lacking nutrients? What you lack are clearly brain cells!” (凸ಠ益ಠ)凸 After a moment of internal struggle, Blackie bravely tried to change the topic again: “…shouldn’t you be entertaining your brother-in-law?” I’m begging you, please stop killing my memory cells with the thoughts of fish! щ（ﾟДﾟщ）

Hey Ella, you can't just stand there with your eyes wide open and worse with no colour on your face like a vampire; do something, like say something. That's right, thank you brain. I would have said that you just said something reasonable but isn't it your job to process something for me to say?? Yeah, I'm sorry ma'am. Don't call me ma'am. Okay ma'am. I. Said. No. Ma'am. Kk ma'am Useless brain, always picking fights with your owner. "Whatever, I'll be the first person in this world to hate you forever" that's not the kind of stuff I expected from you brain, but it'll do for now.