He's a good man," Ranger said. "And you?" "I'm better.

I disconnected and made a mental note not to call Tank unless I was bleeding profusely, and he was the only other person on earth.

You'd tell me if we were getting married, wouldn't you? I mean, you wouldn't just appear on my doorstep one day and say we were due at the church in an hour.

Life is about survival of the fittest, and Jersey is producing the master race.

Ranger locked eyes with me. "Please," he said. Tank and Hal were goggle-eyed. They weren't used to "please." I wasn't used to it either. But I liked it. Okay," I said. "Be careful. He's insane.

Everyone knows that if you buy chocolate with spare change, then the calories don't count.

Last time you called me late at night you were naked and chained to your shower curtain rod. I hope this isn't going to be disappointing.