“But—" yelped Twizbang, “Greydor will eat us!”
“He's wearing flannel!" Alan yelped. "He's shoving his straight in my face!”
“....she yelped. "What are you doing?""Kissing your beautiful ass."~Sin/Con”
“The cancer of time is eating us away”
“The best of us must sometimes eat our words.”
“But, as I have said, the bugs had no interest in getting us…and no great curiosity or enthusiasm about us as such; from the cowardly cockroaches to the blind stolid ants they wanted only to be left alone to eat and breed and eat and breed, just like us.”