Who knew that all this time the nectar of the Gods was in my va-jay-jay.

That boy needs a hobby." "Stalking is a hobby." "So is serial killing.

What did one say to a stalker? Um, pardon me, Mr.Stalker, but could you, like, not?

In three hundred feet, turn right," Darth Vader said. The Darth Vader. I felt like we were friends now. Like I could tell him anything.

Does your uncle need anything? A coffee? A latte?” “He needs someone to bear his illegitimate child if you’re interested

I may as well cut my losses and make a hasty exit while I still had enough self-esteem to walk upright. Crawling was so demoralizing

How would you like your eggs?" I tried. I really did. But I glanced at his crotch and it came out anyway. "Fertilized?