Yeah, well, asparagus is good for me, but it still makes me want to throw up.

Bizarre! That's the only word I can use to describe life sometimes. Just freaking bizarre.

On the other hand, even a big, '80s love van was less noticeable than six flying kids and their talking dog. So there you go.

Well, that's an evil smile.

You're lucky if you find something you like to do, and it's a miracle if somebody will pay you to do it.

What happened to your tan?"--Fang "It was dirt." --Max

You can help each other, Max, said the unwelcome voice. You're perfect complements to each other. "Shut up!" I hissed under my breath, and Dylan looked startled. "I didn't say anything." Gritting my teeth, I nodded. "No, I know. It's just-" I decided to take a risk and stare him down. "I hear voices, okay? If you're gonna be here, get used to it. Or else keep your distance.