What, eBay isn't good enough for us?

Have you been playing in toxic waste lately?

You're children. Don't you want a home, a family?" "With, like, vitamin-fortified cereal and educational television?

When I write I pretend I'm telling a story to someone in the room and I don't want them to get up until I'm finished.

Keep this in mind: there are no coincidences.

"I feel like, like pudding," Iggy groaned. "Pudding with nerve endings. Pudding in great pain."

"I can talk to fish!" Angel said happily, water dripping off her long, skinny body. "Ask one over for dinner," Fang said, joining us.