The first rule of etiquette a boy learns when he's about to enter society is that civility is due to all women. No provocation, no matter how unjust and rudely delivered, can validate a man who fails to treat a woman with anything less than utmost courtesy." The boys hung on his every word. He glanced in her direction. "I have met some incredibly unpleasant women, and I have never failed in this duty. But I must admit: your sister may prove my undoing.

Well, check this out. Mine is bigger.

He said 'woman' in the same way I'd say 'Mmmm, yummy chocolate.

Had he expected me to hump her leg?

Cajun stomp?" "You heard me, swamper. And keep your hands to yourself.

It was his eyes. When you looked into them, you saw chained violence baring teeth and claws back at you.

And I meant to tell you: that was a one-in-a-thousand shot." She raised her hand. "Don't." "It was awesome," George confirmed. "It really was," Jack said. "His head exploded.