I had an alarm, I had nerve gas, I had a yogurt. What more could anyone want?

I hate mornings. They start so early.

I don't think his elevator went all the way to the top anymore, if you know what I mean

It's the twenty-first century." I told Tank. "Women drive." "Only in my bed," Tank said. "Never in my car.

I think I got a bruise from landing on you. I hear bacon is real good for healing a bruise.

He specializes in virgins! The brush of his fingertips turns virgins into slobbering mush." Mary Lou Molnar

Okay, take a deep breath, I told myself. Don't go all hormonal. Get the facts straight. Have a mental doughnut.