“I am a vampire. Blood does not bother me.”
“A little blood never bothers me.”
“Really now, search your soul, lovie-is the vampire so bad?All he does is drink blood.”
“Am I bothered? Am I bothered though. I ain't doing nothing cause I ain't bothered.”
“Good evening, gentlemen!' said the vampire. 'Please pay attention. I am a reformed vampire, which is to say, I am a bundle of repressed instincts held together with spit and coffee. It would be wrong to say that violent, tearing carnage does not come easily to me. It's not tearing your throats out that doesn't come easily to me. Please don't make it any harder.”
“Well,” said Owl, “the customary procedure in such cases is as follows.” “What does Crustimoney Proseedcake mean?” said Pooh. “For I am a Bear of Very Little Brain, and long words Bother me.”