Thunderbird Quotes

“I would straight up fuck a snowman right now, she says. Just to cool down. - Miriam Black”
― Chuck Wendig, Thunderbird

“cuteness— it is, after all, a trap. A trap engineered by nature so that you want to take care of such ittle-bittle-widdle critters, or at least so that you don’t ditch them in a hole somewhere. Small head and big eyes? A ruse. A clever, careful, evolutionary ruse.”
― Chuck Wendig, Thunderbird

“It’s good to realize that. Not everybody is meant to be a mother or a father, and the more of those assholes figure that out, the better. But for some reason, our biological urge to reproduce is given this gross social weight. Oh, are you pregnant? When are you going to have a baby? Are you? Will you? Won’t you? What’s wrong with you? It’s like if you’re not a breeder, you’re a nobody.”
― Chuck Wendig, Thunderbird

“America, burning. Cornfields on fire. Sickness in the streets. The people poisoned by their own food and by each other. Red parachutes in the sky: invasion. Dead people in the streets: plague. The stars-and-stripes cut to ribbons and burned for warmth as a long winter sinks its teeth in and never lets go.”
― Chuck Wendig, Thunderbird

“America, burning. Cornfields on fire. Sickness in the streets.”
― Chuck Wendig, Thunderbird

“Past the crucifix on the wall with the poor, scary man named Jesus who hangs there, bleeding.”
― Chuck Wendig, Thunderbird

“Of course it’s a wizard van.”
― Chuck Wendig, Thunderbird

“I would straight up fuck a snowman right now,”
― Chuck Wendig, Thunderbird

“a hot Krispy Kreme donut stuffed with blood and voided bowels.”
― Chuck Wendig, Thunderbird