Quotes About Humor

Butch sighed in relief. Listen, man, do me a favor. Warn me before you pull another stunt like that. I'd rather choose. Then he smiled a little. And we still ain't dating. V laughed in a short burst. Go to sleep, roomie. You can kick my ass for this later. I will

A couple of inches up and right and he would have been a soprano.

Assail: We keep this up and I'll talk to you more than I speak with my own mahmen. Vishous: Isn't she dead? Assail: Yes. Vishous: Some bastards have all the luck.

What's up with the statue routine?" Trez muttered. "Someone move your My Little Pony collection again?

Blay thought of the text that he didn't intend to ignore. "You suck." "Yes, I do, don't I." Qhuinn licked his lips. "And you like me to.

Rhage piped up. "Also, let's face it. You're the most reasonable one in this group." "A full cock going off," somebody chimed in. "Instead of a half cock like the rest of us." "Quarter cock in Rhage's case—" Hollywood wheeled around and glared at V. "Okay, fuck you—" "With what?

What happened to your other nut? Was one of those ponies hungry?

When a figure materialized from out of nowhere right next to him, Qhuinn nearly pulled his trigger, but the blond and black head of hair was unmistakable. "Do you want to get shot?" Qhuinn demanded. In a Darth Vader voice, the angel shot back, "Your weapons are nothing against me." "For fuck's sake—" -Qhuinn & Lassiter

How about I duct-tape his ass cheeks together? Short-sheet his bed? Ex-Lax his chocolate pudding…? I have other ideas, you know…

If you're going to bloody the human, would you be good enough to do it in the backyard?

V?" Vishous raised his stare. "Yeah?" "I think you should know, after all this deep conversatin'…" Butch shook his head gravely. "We still ain't dating." The two of them busted out laughing

Besides, you don't look a thing like him. I mean…hello? You're this beefy Irish white boy. He's like…bus exhaust or some shit.

it was one of the frickin' Golden Girls:

denying his cock wasn't an option: When he'd backed off a couple months ago as a test pattern, within twelve hours he'd been ready to fuck a tree, he was so horny. Was there any such thing as anti-Viagra? Cialis Reversailis? Limpicillin? Rolling

Easy, son," Wrath said. "Jesus Christ—" "Actually it's Lassiter," the man said, "in case you forgot.

You got hair like a girl," Mr. D said. "And you smell like bubble bath. At least I can get a trim." "I'm wearing Old Spice." "Next time try something stronger. Like horse manure." Mr.

Shit of ten horses," his twin said in the Old Language. "The new aftershave of the lessers," Phury muttered, rubbing his eyes.

Honestly, you stretch those vowels out any longer and we're going to have to put you on life support." - Ivie

I'm stuck in the fucking chimney." She

he was going to go to Jane's house and pull some romantic shit. He wasn't sure what, maybe like flowers or something. Well, flowers and him installing that security system. 'Cause nothing said lovin' like a shitload of motion detectors. God

But then this one time, at band camp

My buddy's just being an ass. It's his life's work." "Everyone needs a purpose.

Gin supposed, considering how umptious his first wife Chantel was, anything short of a farm animal would be an improvement.

Rhage stepped in front of him. "Hey, hi! How are you?" Hollywood stuck his hand out. "I'd like to introduce myself. I'm the piece of meat that's going to force you headfirst into your buddy Qhuinn's Hummer as soon as it gets here. Just figured I'd introduce myself before I rope your ass and throw you over my shoulder like a bag of sand.