“Desmond Edgely threw back his head and sang, ‘Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, you look like a monkey, and you smell like one, too!’ and laughed like a drain as Valkyrie blew out her candles. It had been the same lyrics every year since she was old enough to know what a monkey was. She had grown up and matured. Her father had not.”
- Desmond Edgely in Skulduggery Pleasant: Last Stand of Dead Men by Derek Landy







