Similarly , if mom or dad choose to do something other than play with the little feathered buzzsaws, as occasionally we humans do , the birds would have no choice but to play with whatever was handy: chairs, lamps, cabinets, pillows, or original Picasso... you get the idea.

But already is the day of their avengement begun; the hero is at length arisen who shall send all such as bear enmity to the true Church, or trust in works of their own, to Tophet!

You took me to your library and kissed me in the stacks.

His story is a pure myth.