“No, who said I love you? I don’t love you. Who said I loved you? I never said that.”
If you must talk, say, “this _____.”
Babies in catapults, women in trampolines.
King Chief the Brave tells his Chief Warlock where’s a good place to hide a saber blade, how about here? (Runs him through.)
“We are not-you.”
“A means to eats.”
“Other folks kill us, other folks take our fry. There is a burning disregard that comes down from the mountains after the snowcaps melt in September.”
Animal sacrifice, and the world’s first soap.
“Let’s go fishing?”
A dangerous idea, and a sabre-toothed one, a dangerous and a sabre-toothed idea.
“Should we move to a better cave?”
Someone finally says something nice.
Many centuries, no improvements.
Some language, wrong impression.
Raw cave, dark meat.