You snore worse. At least I don't turn into a lion in my sleep." "I only did it once." "Once was weird enough, thank you.

You sure you don’t want to kiss me good-bye, baby?

Oh my God, she was retarded and I was going to kill Jim.

Anger - a better alternative to caffeine.

My mind struggled to formulate a coherent though, any thought. I opened my mouth. "Your pajamas have Eeyore on them." "I like Eeyore. He's sensible. A sober outlook on life never hurt anyone.

Morfran thrust his axe straight up. He pretty much seemed to have one sign for everything: poke a hole in the sky.

He had the prettiest hair she had ever seen on a man: dark brown, almost black, and soft like sable, it fell down to his shoulders. She wondered what he'd do if she threw some mud in it. Probably kill her.