Workshop Funny Quotes

The workshop door opened and Skulduggery emerged. "Ryan," he said, "stop leaning on my car.

We can house everyone in the palace. Just think of all the dinners and teas and dancing." "Just think of all the dinners and teas and dancing," said David glumly. Genya set her pen aside and seized his hands. "I promise to let you hide in your workshop. Just give me five events and one banquet." "Three events and one banquet." "Four." "Very well." "You're a dreadful negotiator," said Nikolai. "She would have settled for two." David frowned. "Is that true?" "Absolutely not," said Genya. "And do shut up, Your Highness.

In the workshop where I started to write fiction, you had to read your work in public. Most times, you read in a bar or coffeehouse where you’d be competing with the roar of the espresso machine. Or the football game on television. Music and drunk people talking. Against all this noise and distraction, only the most shocking, most physical, dark and funny stories got heard. Our test audience would never sit still for "Barn-Raising Club.

After 30 years of coaching and teaching stand-up comedy to thousands, both in my workshops (longest continuous in LA) and private coachings; I finally wrote the book! It covers 1-Discovering your Comedic Character; 2- an 80-page workbook using the best joke formulas from over 25 years in my workshops: 3- How to put it all together, deal with audiences, clubs, and the biz.

Dad went back to the front, taking Jovie with him, and Kye cornered me. Backing me up until my ass bumped into one of the workshop tables. “You have no sense of personal space, do you?” Not that I minded. Especially when he trapped me there, planting soft kisses against my throat and shoulder. “We could try for a workshop-table-baby.” His laughter rumbled in his chest, making my toes curl. “How about it?” It took an extreme amount of willpower to not let his kisses distract me. “First, we’re not trying for any kind of baby while Dad’s here.” He grunted, twisting the ends of my hair around his fingers. “We could come back after hours.” My brows hiked into my hairline. “Why would we come all the way back into town when we have a perfectly comfortable bed. And kitchen. And living room. And the armchair that we still have yet to christen.” We shared a wicked smirk before I gave him a quick, chaste kiss and whispered, “I don’t want a chisel poking my ass while you fuck me. Not sexy.” “Armchair baby it is,” he sighed, like he was accepting the next best option. “Should I at least buy you a drink first? Soften you up a bit?” “Hmmm,” I hummed, reaching up to tap his chin with my index finger. “Well, if you insist. How about hot cocoa?” He shook his head, laughter dancing in his eyes, and I had to keep myself from getting swept away by his gaze. “I know just the place.” Kye donned his coat and slid his hand into mine. We made our way to The Bowl, ordered our drinks, and met at the windows where, almost exactly one year ago, I’d dabbed whipped cream off his nose. I reached up now to do the same after he took his first sip, because he still didn’t have the skills to drink The Bowl’s monstrosity properly. “I’m starting to think you do it on purpose,” I accused, balling up the napkin. I’d never openly admit it was one of my favorite things. “Holly?” “Yes?” “Shut up and forking kiss me.” And I did. I forking kissed the big, Krampus-looking, kindhearted, funny, foul-mouthed, available all-months-of-the-year alien. It just happened to be another one of my favorite things.

Angry Gran Toss – Launch, Fly, and Upgrade in This Hilarious Arcade Adventure Get ready for a wild ride with Angry Gran Toss in slope-ball.io , a wildly entertaining arcade game that turns an angry grandma into a flying projectile. This offbeat and hilarious title combines distance-launching mechanics with quirky upgrades, crazy gadgets, and an endless sky to conquer. Whether you're here for the laughs or the challenge, Angry Gran Toss delivers high-flying fun that will keep you coming back for more. What Is Angry Gran Toss? In Angry Gran Toss, you play as a cranky grandmother who’s just broken out of the retirement home. Armed with a giant cannon and an attitude to match, she’s ready to soar through the skies. Your mission is simple: launch Grandma as far as you can, collect coins, dodge obstacles, and upgrade your equipment to achieve greater distances. The game blends elements of timing, strategy, and chaos. Each launch is unpredictable, making every round feel fresh and fun. Whether she’s bouncing off rooftops, flying through billboards, or smashing into helicopters, Grandma's journey is anything but boring. Game Features Addictive Launch Gameplay: Tap to launch at the perfect angle and power, then use gadgets to extend flight. Wacky Power-Ups: From jetpacks to rocket pants, unlock insane equipment to keep Granny airborne. Fun Physics: Hilarious ragdoll physics make every crash and bounce unpredictable and funny. Upgradable Gear: Spend the coins you earn on new launchers, gadgets, and boosts to fly farther. Colorful Visuals: Cartoon-style graphics bring the chaos to life in a lighthearted and vibrant world. Why Angry Gran Toss Is So Fun At its core, Angry Gran Toss is simple but incredibly rewarding. The satisfaction of watching your upgrades pay off as you launch further and further each time is what makes the gameplay loop so addictive. The humorous visuals and unexpected obstacles keep things from ever feeling repetitive. There’s also a level of strategy involved. Do you spend your coins on a stronger cannon, or invest in mid-air boosts? Do you time your launches for maximum efficiency, or rely on luck and chaos? The balance between skill and unpredictability is what keeps players hooked.

I'm leaving you everything in my workshop. All that I ask is that you leave everything just as it is. Do you understand? YOU MUST LEAVE EVERYTHING JUST AS IT IS!

Mmmhmm, you don't even like your little sister and brother—" "Well… that's true, but I do love them. And someday, when they aren't four-year-old aliens, I may even come to like them. So what do you say? Please… please… please?" "Okay, okay… we'll go to Grampa's workshop tomorrow, and we'll open the box there." Patti clapped her hands. "Sweet! And I promise, Carly, not even if someone ties me up and tortures me by eating all of my fave desserts in front of me, I - will - not – crack." She zipped her lips and threw away the key.

Where else would your Grampa be, other than in that workshop of his? He might as well put a bed in there; he's in there so much lately," Gram grumbled staring out the window at the workshop. Carly sat at the table with her snack and smiled. Just a little smile, because she didn't want Gram to catch her if she turned around suddenly. She knew that Gram was only pretending to be annoyed with Grampa, and was actually glad he wasn't 'underfoot like some husbands after they retire'.

Is your grandmother planning to have a garage sale when she moves everything out of there?" He pointed at the workshop. Grampa was right; Mr. Carter is nosy. "Uh… no, there won't be a garage sale." "Oh? That's too bad. I was interested in getting a look at what your Grampa was working on all this time.

until I started dating the funny guy in workshop who wrote gloomy two-page stories set in New Hampshire mill towns.

I was an introvert. She was the opposite, dragging me out of my workshop, even when I didn’t want to. I was too broody and introspective. She was light and funny and kind and so fucking gorgeous. I was caged away in my own little world, and she opened my eyes to so much more. She made me think, made me smile, made me laugh, made me want like I’d never wanted anything in my whole goddamn life.