God's a busy guy. He don't have time to micromanage. What are the chances he heard that? It's early in the morning. He's probably having breakfast with Mrs. God.
Were really screwed up, aren't we?" "In a very large way.
Nice dress you're almost wearing. You ever think about changing professions?" -Ranger
Nice tackle, babe." Ranger
My professional aspirations were simple - I wanted to be an intergalactic princess.
You could be the Mega Mage of wizards. You could rule Minionfire. Do you really think so?' Yeah, but you'd have to make a deal with the wood elves.' I don't like the wood elves.' They're okay. They're misunderstood.