Don't mess with me, Calvin. You'll only get hurt.

sometimes knowing when to give up is the real test of character... -annabelle granger

She gestured toward his very fine chest with her pencil. “On the off chance I find out after we’re married that your declaration of abiding love and devotion has been an elaborate con job perpetrated by you, Bodie, and Scary Spice…” He massaged her arch. “I definitely wouldn’t lose too much sleep over that.” “Just in case. You will give me all you worldly goods, shave your head, and leave the country.” “Deal.” “Plus, you have to hand out your Sox tickets so I can burn them in front of your eyes.

It must be hard being you,” she said. “Mr. Perfect on the outside. Dr. Evil on the inside.” “It’s not that hard. The rest of the world isn’t as insightful as you.

If I told you, you might be forced to lie about it. Not that you aren't really good at it, but why put an old man in that position?

When you've been around a snake long enough, you learn how to crawl in the dirt.

Celebrate the success of others. High tide floats all ships.