There Are Some Things That Sorry Can't

These Are Used Solely For Blood Rites. (leo) Is That Like Special Ed? (susan)

Then What Good Is He? (maggie) I Ask Myself Every Friggin’ Day Exactly What You Did. What Good Am I? The Answer Is Simple. There’s Nothing Good About Me And I Like It That Way. Pride Myself On It, In Fact. (savitar)

We Have Certain Demons Who Are Motivated By The Smell Of Food. They Tend To Get Rather Violent Whenever They Smell It. I Personally Wouldn’t Be Caught Eating Anything Because I Would End Up Dead. You Might Not. But You’d Still Have To Fight Them, And Since Some Of Them Are Rather Ugly And Really, Really Smelly, It Might Spoil Your Appetite. Then Again, Maybe Not. Doesn’t Spoil Noir’s. I Think It Makes Him Hungrier, Especially When He Guts Them. Sick, But True. (asmodeus)

I Do Know How To Operate A Computer. (joe) Yeah, Right. What Was It You Said Just Ten Minutes Ago? Get This Damned Thing Off My Desk Before I Shoot It? Now Make The Call, Mr. Hunt-and-peck. (tee)

Let’s Find Someplace Where There Aren’t Any Dead People, Insects, Or Rodents. For That Matter, Someplace That’s Big Enough To Accommodate Both Of Us Without Crimping Any Internal Organs. (shahara) Picky, Picky, Picky. (syn)