I paused in the act of opening the door and looked at him with what were probably cartoon-wide eyes. "Wait a second," I said. "So, you're best friends with a hot vampire chick who likes leather." "Yeah." "And together, you fight crime?" I couldn't help it. I cracked up.

Even in an apocalypse like this, surely running out of Coke qualified as a disaster.

And somewhere in heaven, Versace sheds a single, perfect tear.

You're kidding," Shane said. "Do you think I want to visit Crazy McTeeth in his lair of insanity?" "No," Claire said, "but I'm pretty sure you won't like it if I go alone when I just kind of promised to be with you. So...?" "Right. I've been missing Nutty McFang anyway." "Stop making up names for him." "What about Count Crackula?" "Just stop.

Shane: "Score," he said, and raised the crowbar in triumph. "Who's your daddy?" - Black Dawn

Turn down the porn soundtrack! Trying to concentrate here!-Shane

Pics or it didn't happen." "Dude, little busy for pics. You know, throwing flame.