I'll love you until the day after forever.

There were two kinds of people in our town. The stupid, and the stuck.

Why would you stick someone you love down in a lonely hole in the dirt? Where it's cold, and dirty, and full of bugs?

It was crazy how a hearse and a pair of sneakers could cheer a guy up.

The one broken window that permanently wouldn't roll up had destroyed her perfectly curled blond prom-hair, and by the time we got to the gym she looked like Marie Antoinette with bedhead.

Sometimes everyone does the right thing and there's still a mess left to clean up. Someone has to take responsibility for it.

Think of me as the praying mantis of the supernatural world. Aren't those the bugs that bite the heads off the males? Link looked skeptical. Yes. Then they eat them