Too many of my bedtime stories involve a peevish Jesus.
Once upon a time there was a dog.
I found the dime. It was hiding at the end of time.
Anger? Again?

I am going to go sob all by myself, not feeling better at all.
I’m just like nobody you know.
Don’t be afraid. Don’t be courageous. Don’t!
Another story featuring the most annoying dead.

If you kill the cat, you will regret it, despite its crimes.
The wrong size but different. Own the misfit.
I have no advice for you. You hate me.
It was such a beautiful day, it had to end without end.