“My brother spent a large portion of the agonizingly slow drive to school banging his forehead on the stearing wheel.”

“Matt's brother and the blond cook spent a good portion of last season tangling the sheets. Historically, said cook tangled many other sheets with dexterity and aplomb.""Aplomb""It's a polite way to say she banged often, well and without too much discrimination.""That also sounded polite.""I was raised well.”

“Stuart must have sensed my despair from the way I began lightly banging my forehead on the table.”

“Want me to drive?” Wade asks. “I won’t take any detours.”I slam on the brakes and come to a dead stop right in the middle of the road. “Sure. Why not? My life is one big fucking detour,” I yell. Then I bang my head on the steering wheel and I can’t help it. I start to cry.”

“...you have not only a very large portion of my affection and esteem, but all that I am capable of feeling...”

“Don't call me that," I muttered, banging my forehead into my locker. "And the tutoring went fabulous. Please kill me now." -Meghan Chase”