Love needs room to grow. Like a rose. Or a tumor.
I think I'm what they call a never-was.
What this movie needs is more brain eating zombies.
Cofishes-other fish in a group, coworkers, cohorts, etc. Shut up, it's a word.
Don't be ridiculous, Charlie, people love the parents who beat their kids in department stores. It's the ones who just let their kids wreak havoc that everybody hates.
Inside, I was like: "Ha, suck my spiky rubber strap-on, vampyre hunter!