All right, big guy, down you go." Oh,yeah. Bed. Bed was good. "And look who's here. It's Nurse Vishous.

Dedicated to: You. There will never be another like you. For me...you are the one. Yeah, I don't have enough words for this.

Time keeps on... slippin'... slippin'... slippin' into the future.

If sex were food, Rhage would have been morbidly obese.

Life is such a glorious trauma, is it not?

As the Brotherhood got down to business, he found himself putting his hand on the dog’s big head and stroking the soft fur…playing with an ear…dipping down and finding the long waves that flowed from the animal’s broad, strong chest. Not that any of that meant he was keeping the the animal, of course. It just felt nice, was all.

I am very comfortable with conflict, be it of the legal or mortal kind. My father was a mediator, a bridge maker. I am a grave maker.