The great apologist has to have lived large and wild. If he's going to kiss the world's boo-boos and make up, he'd better plant some bruises first. A master apologizer has to be a Lord Byron, a Rick in Casablanca, a Lee Atwater, anyway.
Become a parent. Lose your autonomy, but gain the wondrous superpower of The Magic Kiss that instantly dries tears and makes the pain of boo-boos disappear.
Honey Boo Boo is a handful, baby. She says what she wants to say, does what she wants to do. I've only seen, like, snippets, like one or two or three, you know, little shots of her, but yeah, she's a handful, baby.
Orafoura, The Mythical Mr. Boo, and Love made flesh walk into a bar, and the bartender asks, “What’ll it be, fellas?” Orafoura replies, “Love.” The Mythical Mr. Boo says, “Hate.” And Love made flesh says, “I agree with both these guys...
Saliva has antibacterial properties. It also has things called nerve growth factor, skin growth factor, histatins which help with wound closure. So when you see an animal licking a wound or even a mom kissing a child's boo-boo, there's some, there's ...
Sulley: Boo! [Boo falls into the trash can] Sulley: No! CDA Agent: Hey you! [Sulley gasps] CDA Agent: Halt! He's the one! The one's from the commercial! Affirmative. That's him. Can we get an autograph? Sulley: [Relieved] Oh! Oh sure! No problem!
[Sully thinks Boo has been crushed into a cube of garbage] Sulley: [tearfully] I can still hear her little voice. Boo: [from down the hall] Mike Wazowski! Mike: Hey, I can hear her too. Kids: Mike Wazowski! Mike: How many kids you got in there?
Sulley: Mike, this isn't Boo's door. Mike: Boo? What's Boo? Sulley: That's... what I decided to call her. Is there a problem? Mike: Sulley, you're not supposed to name it. Once you name it, you start getting attached to it. Now put that thing back wh...
Sulley: Mike, that's not her door. Mike: What are you talking about? Of course it's her door. It's her door. Sulley: No. Her door was white and it had flowers on it. Mike: No. It must've dark last night because this is its door. [opens the door. A br...
Nicky Santoro: Peek-a-boo, you fucks, you!
It took me a moment. I blinked, and suddenly it swam into focus and I had to frown very hard to keep myself from giggling out loud like the schoolgirl Deb had accused me of being. Because he had arranged the arms and legs in letters, and the letters ...
So tonight to shush you how about if I say I have administrative bones to pick with God, Boo. I'll say God seems to have a kind of laid-back management style I'm not crazy about. I'm pretty much anti-death. God looks by all accounts to be pro-death. ...
A boo is a lot louder than a cheer.
When they boo you, you know they mean you.
You've got to have baddies that you can boo.
If they keep booing, and we keep winning, I don't care.
Don't hate me 'cause I'm booed a fool!
I don't mind about the boos from the audience.
Do the thing that scares you.
If young children boo me, that makes my day.
In life, I'd much rather have people laughing at me than booing me.
