(While making Meg’s bed) Meg: Did you know that the most hand injuried are caused whilst making beds? George: Really? Ha! Oww! My hand!

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“I think, for dinner, we should have some carpetbag steak, followed by some carrierpidgeon. Then we can go a bit cannibal and eat some staple benders”. – George and Meg’s Dictionary escapades, continued.

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George: This is Totally Fucked. Meg: … Why? George: It’s the name of the song, you tool.

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Meg: It comes up with ‘Hemp’ when I spell your name wrong again… George: Heroin and Hemp… Is your phone trying to tell you something?

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“Hmm.. Convulsionary… Like revolutionary! *Stupid face*” – Meg, still reading the dictionary…

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“*Scolding* O is after H, Meg…” – Meg (Dictionary wars!)

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“Empiresausagekidneybean”. – Meg asserted.

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“*Flicks open dictionary and says matter-of-factly* Your new name is… Keyhole Limpet”. – Meg to George (Dictionary wars!)

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“I did a really good Bond-Hair-Flick just then. You didn’t see it, and the fact that my hair has ended up gay is irrelevant” – George to Meg

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“I am a giant forehead! *Pam walks into the room, gives weird look*” – Meg, commenting on the meaning of the name ‘Talan’.

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