I'm forty-four years young and highly temperamentalized.

I've made a mess of parenting Brian and I'm an abject failure." Garry looked at him.
"Just what are you talking about ?" he asked.
"I know," pursued Kenny elaborately, "that it's unfortunate I haven't wrecked my own life when I'm an accidental success at wrecking Brian's.
I'm full of cobwebs.

I damn irrefutable things and I've forced Brian to a profession of sunsets to gratify my vanity.

Can you personally, Garry, think of anything else ?" "Sit down!" said Garry.

"You're about as logical as a lunatic--" "Tell Whitaker, do," begged Kenny.