Dont Let The Bastards Grind You Down?"

Just As I’ve Always Known There Are Monsters In The World, Monsters And Things Even More Evil, I’ve Always Known That It Is God Who Keeps Evil At Bay.

What Would A Racist Call Werewolves? Wargs? She Kind Of Liked That One, But Suspected That Racist Bastards Didn't Read Tolkien.

That Is The Freakiest Thing That Ever Happened To Me.” I Nodded Toward The Mess. “and If You Knew My Life, You’d Realize Just How Freaky That Is.

I Think I’ll Just Go Take A Shower,” I Said. It Wasn’t Until Samuel Stiffened That I Remembered I’d Just Come Out Of The Shower. So Much For Playing Normal.

“hey, Adam,” I Said. “i Thought You'd Want To Know That Warren And Darryl Made It Out Of The Vampire Den Alive.” I Sucked In My Breath. “you Didn't Actually Agree To Their Meeting On Marsilia's Grounds?” He Laughed. “no, It Just Sounded Better Than Saying They Made It Out Of Denny's Alive. It Might Not Be Romantic, But It's Open All Night And Set In The Middle Of A Brightly Lit Parking Lot With No Dark Places For Skulking Parties To Ambush From.”