Academy Maniacs Quotes

He was a graduate of West Point, which is military academy that turns young men into homicidal maniacs for use in war.

I know that maniacal twinkle in your eye. You're up to something Gwen," he said.

Jon gave Simon a patronizing pat on the shoulder. “I’m going to miss your witty repartee this summer, Lewis.” “I’m going to hope you get eaten by a spider demon this summer, Cartwright.” George slipped an arm around both of them, grinning maniacally and humming “Can You Feel the Love Tonight?

Cam and I have a similar driving problem that Asher politely calls “treating speed limits as suggestions” and Dmitri calls “being suicidal maniacs”.

I’m starting to think the Watch isn’t a real place, like Hogwarts, or Dr. X’s academy for mutants,” Adam said. “Tell the truth, you’re just living in the desert getting high all the time and spinning these elaborate fairy tales about psychopathic Gen Zs.

He was a graduate of West Point, a military academy which turned young men into homicidal maniacs for use in war.

So, let me get this straight,” Maddie whispered. “He was touching you in the back of History, The Grinch caught you guys and threatened to suspend you, and then he told her to shove it.” Maddie clutched her heart and grinned like a maniac. “Gah! Then, he fucked you in the stairwell. Girl, I-I don’t even have any words.” “You apparently have a lot of them!” I whisper-yelled at her.

Landon was possessive but gentle. João was a psychotic maniac. And Kai… I didn’t quite know yet, but, damn, I wanted to find out.

We need to talk.” “No, we don’t.” Instead of walking back to her seat, she stood next to me and crossed her arms, mirroring my pose. Then, she rocked back on her heels, lips curling into an uncomfortable smile. “So, you were sad because of me?” “Don’t be a fucking bitch,” I said through gritted teeth. She smacked me across the face. “Don’t call me a fucking bitch.” “You fucking are,” I growled, rubbing my cheek. “Just because I didn’t tell you that I loved you?” she asked, the words so damn sharp and sour. “Are you really that butthurt over it, João? Because if you are, you should’ve let me at least respond to you last night before running out of Landon’s and driving away like a maniac!” “I needed to get Ana.” “That’s always going to be your excuse.” “It’s not a fucking excuse.” I seethed. She poked a finger hard into my chest. “That doesn’t give you the right to call me a bitch. And still… you could’ve waited two fucking minutes for me to tell you that I—” She paused and glanced behind me. “That you what?” I asked and followed her gaze, my eyes landing on Landon and Ana together. “Of fucking course.” “João, come on,” she said, hurrying after me. “How do you expect me to love you when all you are is rude to me?! God, you’re so frustrating.” She ran her hands through her hair, frustration all over her face. “Don’t be stupid! If I didn’t love you, I wouldn’t be doing any of this shit!” “I’m not being fucking stupid,” I growled. I was fucking scared.

I’m starting to think the Watch isn’t a real place, like Hogwarts, or Dr. X’s academy for mutants,” Adam said. “Tell the truth, you’re just living in the desert getting high all the time and spinning these elaborate fairy tales about psychopathic Gen Zs.” “Don’t be jealous,” Archer said, blowing him a kiss. “You can come visit whenever you want.” “He’s just sad he didn’t get his owl,” Noah said, patting Adam on the head like a puppy.

Andie leaned in a bit more and whispered conspiratorially, “I don’t know if you’ve seen the Barbur twins serve up drinks, but they not only know how to mix a great cocktail, they can make some really stiff ones that taste like fruit juice.” “Let me guess.” I grinned as I watched Eric snore, each one rustling his blonde-and-blue-streaked hair more and more. “Somebody got a hold of a Barbur special and got carried away?” Kara, who was sitting on the other side of me, looked up from her tablet with an amused shake of her head. “No. Somebody got a hold of two of them and chugged them like a maniac.

Thanks partly to his wife—who had grown up in Bath and was welcomed back warmly by people who had known her as a girl—the Kehoes quickly became integrated into the community social life. Nellie joined the Ladies’ Friday Afternoon Club, whose members took turns hosting weekly meetings. One typical session, held at the Kehoes’ home, began with Mrs. Lida Cushman delivering a talk on “Our Government Buildings.” She was followed by Mrs. Maude Detluff, who read a paper on “The Iron Industry.” Mrs. Edna Schoals then spoke on “The Effects of Strikes upon Mining,” after which Mrs. Shirley Harte “gave a description of Annapolis Military Academy and of Mt. Vernon.”3 Once a year, the club suspended its high-minded activities for the far more lighthearted event known as “Gentlemen’s Night,” attended by the members’ spouses and held at the community hall. At one of these, Andrew distinguished himself with his witty response to the humorous toast offered to “our husbands” by Mrs. Frank G. Smith, after which “the guests were invited to the upper floor of the hall, where they were treated to a very amusing play given by members of the club.”4