It was a little weird that they were friends. But then, maybe freaks just tended to find each other.

I muttered a swear word to myself. After I heard Angel cussing like a sailor when she stubbed her toe, my new resolution was to watch my language. All I needed was a six-year-old mutant with a potty mouth

I knew how good love could be -- I knew it was the best thing I'd ever done in my life -- and yet here I was alone. I was taking chances with my life. I kept telling everybody that I was all right, but I wasn't.

Awwww, lame, we're not going to disneyworld. (said by the amazing talking dog, Total)

I've been looking for you a long time, I just didn't know it. But now I do.

Yes," I said. "My name is seven-five-nine-nine-three-nine-ex-dash-one. Junior.

What's so funny 'bout peace, love, and world destruction?