Big damn heroes, sir. Anyone in this much pain prays, or at least curses.
Say! look at you! You look just like me! We’re very pretty. She came from the grave much graver. It’s like somebody slaughtered an Abercrombie and Fitch catalog. First of all, Feng Shui up the yin yang, also I designed parts of it but I did not design the stone cold foxes in the small clothes and the ample massage facilities. Xander, that’s not the North Star, it’s an airplane. All monkeys are French. You didn’t know that? That probably would’ve sounded more commanding if I wasn’t wearing my yummy sushi pajamas. I told him that I loved him, I kissed him, and I killed him.
It’s not a road trip. It’s a covert operation. Somebody put her tiny little thinking cap on! From now on, we’re gonna have a little less ritual, and a little more fun around here! Okay, at this point you’re abusing sarcasm. They’re just a bunch of hormonal time bombs. I’m a comfortador also. I’m a rogue demon hunter now. Well, I’m sure I’m in serious need of some moral spankitude, but guess who’s not qualified to be my Rabbi?