“Everywhere the devil spits, poison ivy grows.”
“Poison ivy and deer crap and rocks. Oh, my!”
“I don't know when it started - this thing - bit it's growing, muffling me, suffocating me like poison ivy. I grew into it. It grew into me. We blurred at the edges, became an amorphous, seeping, crawling thing.”
“My boss is like an angry bear with a sore head and poison ivy up his ass.”
“But, like ivy, we grow where there is room for us.”
“A boy who once wiped his ass with poison ivy probably doesn't belong in a smart people's club.”