Advanced Life-forms, My Seweet Patootie. Jerks. Both

Where Was The Catch? 'cause I Knew One Was Coming.

Fair Isn't Fair, Dean. Like I'm Supposed To Help You Because Fair Is Fair? Try I Need You To Help Me So I Wont Rip Out Your Spine And Beat You With It. I Might Respond To That, Maybe.

Dreams Die Hard. And Sometimes They Don't Have To Die At All.

I'm A Very Good Storyteller; I Have A Lot Of Compassion For People. That's Very Useful For A Novelist. A Lot Of Novelists Are Snots. They're Just Mean People. I'm Not A Terribly Skilled Stylist, Nor Do I Want To Be. I Want A Lot Of People To Read One Of My Stories And Go, 'that Was Pretty Cool.'

I Fell Into A Deep Sleep Tucked In That Little Cocoon, A Deeper Sleep Than I Might Of Had In Years. Right Up Until Someone Kicked Me And Said "gotcha!