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I got a dog-training book. It says Grendel needs mental stimulation, so I tried to train him, but I think he must be retarded.

Would you care for something to drink?" "Is it poisoned?" "It's Saturday," I said. "We only serve poison during the week.

What the hell is this?" Desandra asked "This is Cuddles. She's a mammoth donkey." Derek grinned, leaning on the fence. "Do you have any self-respect left?" "Nope.

Who is that?" "Your replacement." "You replaced me with a shaved poodle?" "He's got mad skills.

What's this " "A needle." "What should I do with it " He'd walked right into it. Too easy. "Please use it to pop your head. It's obscuring my view of the room.

Aha, Andrea said. I'm going to ignore that you just referred to yourself as 'sugar woogums'.

A shadow crossed Andrea's face. I don't want to be his TWT-IHFB. What does that mean? That Weird Thing I Haven't Fucked Before. I choked.

I did some thinking." "That is a very dangerous pastime," Ghastek said.

What are your qualifications for this job?" she asked. "I'm expendable," I said.

I did deranged quite well, when the occasion called for it.

We can do subtle, I assured her. It's our middle name, Andrea added. For some odd reason Rene didn't look convinced.

Rene looked at Grendel. "What in the world is that?" "That's our mutant attack poodle," I told her. "Is he chewing on a gun?

What kind of shapeshifter has orange fur anyway? Weredingo. Now I'd seen everything. Well, at least he didn't steal my baby.

How have you been? " my father asked. Say something diplomatic . . . something . . . "If you build a tower in Lawrenceville, I will smash it, set it on fire, and salt the ground it stood on.

Mom? Mother turned to Grandmother. What? She's going to lunch with her kidnapper! Take a picture for me, Grandma said.

I wouldn't want his demonic, undead-blood-smeared, wolf-smelling ass riding me either.

What do you do to your hair? Dust, hair gel, and a little gun oil. Ever thought of patenting the recipe? No.

He wanted to wear sweatpants, because "they tear easier." I asked him if he wanted me to get him some male stripper jeans so he could avoid looking like a Russian gangster from pre-Shift movies, after which he got all offended and put on a pair of regular jeans instead.

You know, if you have certain frustrations, Ascanio said, I would be happy to help you work them out. Derek looked at me, pointed at Ascanio, and punched his left palm with his right fist a few times. I shook my head. No, you can't pummel him.

She had wailed loudly enough to wake the dead and make them call the cops.

Do we have a flamethrower?" Curran asked. "No." "We should get a flamethrower.

I have a vamp body for you, Andrea said. It's in the freezer. I gave her a nice smile. You shouldn't have.

It became known that I had a rather fertile imagination, when it came to private activities. She stared. What sort of private activities? This time he did smile, and it turned his face wicked. Disrobe, and I'll be happy to demonstrate.

That suit has gone to your head. It's not the suit, buttercup. I don't do pet names. Do you do werewolves? Okay, I'm not talking to you anymore.