Slowpoke Quotes

She was not a slowpoke grownup. She was a girl who could not wait. Life was so interesting she had to find out what happened next.

There is a shock that comes so quickly and strikes so deep that the blow is internalized even before then skin feels it. The strike must first reach bone marrow, then ascend slowly to the brain where the slowpoke intellect records the deed.

You’re a fast learner,” she remarked. “You’ve gone from slowpoke to safety hazard in one day.

In sum, humans have been slowpokes ever since that fateful transition seven million years ago when our ancestors became bipeds.

We’re forever blaming the airline industry for turning us into monsters: it’s the fault of the ticket agents, the baggage handlers, the slowpokes at the newsstands and the fast food restaurants. But what if this is who we truly are, and the airport’s just a forum that allows us to be our real selves, not just hateful but gloriously so?

Look, Mom.” He pointed to a desk in the corner of his room. “A real Pentium II. Not one of those slowpoke clones.

My goal with 'Slowpoke' is to present a solidly-written piece of humor that usually entails some form of social or political commentary exposing distinctly ludicrous aspects of American life. (2002 interview in Attitude)

According to my Baptist Sunday-school teachers, a child is denied entrance to heaven merely for being born in the Congo rather than, say, north Georgia, where she could attend church regularly. This was the sticking point in my own little lame march to salvation: admission to heaven is gained by the luck of the draw. At age five I raised my good left hand in Sunday school and used a month’s ration of words to point out this problem to Miss Betty Nagy. Getting born within earshot of a preacher, I reasoned, is entirely up to chance. Would Our Lord be such a hit-or-miss kind of Saviour as that? Would he really condemn some children to eternal suffering just for the accident of a heathen birth, and reward others for a privilege they did nothing to earn? I waited for Leah and the other pupils to seize on this very obvious point of argument and jump in with their overflowing brace of words. To my dismay, they did not. Not even my own twin, who ought to know about unearned privilege. This was before Leah and I were gifted; I was still Dumb Adah. Slowpoke poison-oak running joke Adah, subject to frequent thimble whacks on the head. Miss Betty sent me to the corner for the rest of the hour to pray for my own soul while kneeling on grains of uncooked rice. When I finally got up with sharp grains imbedded in my knees I found, to my surprise, that I no longer believed in God. The other children still did, apparently. As I limped back to my place, they turned their eyes away from my stippled sinner’s knees. How could they not even question their state of grace? I lacked their confidence, alas. I had spent more time than the average child pondering unfortunate accidents of birth.

The Pokémon was quite cute. But as a Pikachu, I could sense some sort of force coming from Mew. It was like nothing I had never felt before. Not even from the Graveler I had fought just the day before. “Pika!” I called out to Slowpoke, “Be careful. There is more to Mew than you can see!” Slowpoke just sat there with a blank look on his face. I doubt he even understood me. I sighed loudly. Lily called out, “Slowpoke! Use your Tail Whip attack!” Slowpoke slowly crawled towards Mew and whipped his tail around, smacking Mew directly in the chest. “Good job Slowpoke! Now use your Confusion attack!

Otto says no one actually falls in love because you never meet the people driving the same speed as you. You only meet the boring slowpokes or the crazed speed demons, and when you marry one or the other, you can kiss romance good-bye.

Afraid you won’t be able to keep up,” needled Volant, interrupting. “I thought you were The Fastest Flier in the Sky?!” “Really,” said Gabby. “That’s how you’re going to play this?” “Yep, slowpoke, that’s how I’m going to play it.” And without another word, Volant the eagle launched into the air, pointed south, with not so much as a glance back.