Quotes About Humor

I am never taking a trip with either of you ever again.' Eve said. 'Ever.' Excellent' Shane said. 'Then next trip, we hit the strip bar.' I have a gun, Shane,' Eve sighed. What, you think i actually loaded yours?' Eve flipped him off, and Claire laughed.

I had a good teacher. Better not have been Myrnin or I'll have to kick his predatory ass. I mean you, dummy.

Did he just say--? Yes, Claire said, smiling. Yes, he did. Whoa. Guess I'd better stay alive, then.

Expecting anybody else?' Shane asked Eve. 'Your distant cousin Jack the Ripper dropping by too?' 'Screw you, Collins.

I knew we'd wear them down,' Eve said. 'After all, we really are amazingly cool.' And now it was Eve's turn for the high five with Shane. 'For a bunch of misfit geeks, slackers, and losers.' 'Which one are you?' Shane asked. She flipped him off. 'Oh, right. Loser. Thanks for reminding me.

Shane dragged Eve's suitcase into the room and dumped it on the floor beside her bed. "Hey, Dark Princess? Here's your crap. Also, bite me.

Myrnin turned away to pick up his Ben Franklin spectacles, balanced them on his nose, and looked over them to say, Don't do drugs. I feel I ought to say that.

Don't run I never liked fast food

Oliver laughed - actually laughed.I like this new Claire, he said. You should work her this hard all the time, Myrnin. She's interesting when she's forthright. Claire, possessed by the spirit of Eve, shot him the finger. Which made him laugh again, shake his head, and walk up the steps.

Oh, Claire, he said. You think me a far better man than I am. That's kind, and flattering. Are you saying that you - Doughnuts! Myrnin interrupted her and darted away, to zip back in seconds with an open box.

Shut up! Eve yelled from somewhere upstairs. Jackass! You know, when people say that, I just hear the word awesome

See? she heard Shane yell at the kitchen. She doesn't stomp around like a cattle stampede! Bite me, Collins! No bacon for you, either!

Hey! Claire called after him, as she leaned her backpack against the wall. No onions! Your loss! I meant for YOU! Not if you want to get kissed tonight! Damn, girl. Harsh.

Bite me, Goth princess," Shane called from the back. "Not literally or anything." "Maybe you should say that to Michael." "Not funny, Eve," Michael said. Eve raised her eyebrows and held her fingers up, measuring off about an inch. "Little bit," she said.

Shane settled his flamethrower more comfortably on his shoulders. "Ladies? After you." "Rude," Claire said. "I was being polite!" "Not when you have a flamethrower.

Does it hurt?" He bent his head and lightly kissed her forehead. "Only when I laugh." "I'll try not to be funny." "Epic fail, beautiful.

You are not my high school crush, idiot." "Great. I can die happy, then.

Shane? Thank God, somebody sane. Well, sane-ish.

Morely: You're trying to make me [i]Amelie[/i] Oliver: Goodness, no. You'd look terrible in a skirt

He was a nice guy, middle-aged, a little tired, like most doctors usually seemed to be, but he just nodded and said, Let me take a look at him. Shane? I'm not dropping my pants, Shane said. I just thought I'd say that up front.

Yeah, I know. Terror Aerobics. Just wait until they get it at the gym. It'll be bigge than pilates. --Eve

Really? Is he running for Worst Boyfriend Ever? In the subcategory of Completely Awesome.

See? My plans don't all suck. Just most of them.

Oh, he is cute!" Shane said in a fake girly voice. "Gee, maybe we can ask him out!" "Shut up, you weasel. Claire, hit him!