I threw my hands up. Men. They were impossible to reason with.

Then, when people saw you strolling around at high noon holding your rosary beads, they’d think, ‘Well, that can’t be a vampire.

You’re meant for me, and I will have you.

Is that a stake, Bones, or are you just happy with my new dress?” “In this case, it’s a stake. You could always feel around for something more, though. See what comes up.

Before you go,mate,turn on the telly. Something raunchy too. Think I'll rub off one before I go to sleep

You know that old saying. Once you go dead, no one's better in bed.

Your mom can't hate a whole country because of one person!