To argue that we humans are capable of complex multifarious thought and feeling, whereas the sheep's perception is probably limited by lowly sheepish perceptions, is no more to the point than if I were to slaughter and eat you on the grounds that I am a sophisticated personality able to enjoy Mozart, formal logic and cannibalism, whereas your imaginative world seems confined to True Romances and tinned spaghetti.
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Everything you see I owe to spaghetti.
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Too often when you thought you'd be showered with confetti What they flung at you was a plate of hot spaghetti...
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How little it takes to make life unbearable: a pebble in the shoe, a cockroach in the spaghetti, a woman's laugh.
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Today everything is different. I can't even get decent food. Right after I got here I ordered some spaghetti with marinara sauce and I got egg...
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Nothing spoils lunch any quicker than a rogue meatball rampaging through your spaghetti.
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I've got a mind like a...what's that thing called that you use to strain spaghetti?
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