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next to it was a dvd called 'as i get laid dying,' which had a hospital scene on the front. it was like grey's anatomy, only with less grey and more anatomy.

there's no such thing as a fuck cure. a fuck cure is like the adult version of santa claus

You ask me some questions And I give you some answers But nothing that would make you understand.

His eyes are a little together, but man, are they green.

None of these people who are talking know Craig or Harry, or even care about who Craig or Harry are. The minute you stop talking about individuals and start talking about a group, your judgment has a flaw in it.

I am the knight with a shining Jetta. I am your fucking steed.

When the shock wears off, you always hope there's understanding underneath. And with Rhiannon, it seems as if the understanding has already surfaced. Any vestige of doubt has been swept away.

I was horribly bookish, to the point of coming right out and saying it, which I knew was not socially acceptable.

In the next election, I'm voting for your mom to be the next God," Tony says when I pick up the phone.

I want my books to have their own shelves," you said, and that's how I knew it would be okay to live together.

This is Tiny's number, but everybody's going to be looking at the boys in uniform. This should be the most homoerotically charged baseball dance number since "I Don't Dance" in High School Musical 2.

The tune here is an old-fashioned town-crowd melody--kind of like how the people from the town in The Music Man might sound if Harold Hill had brought an infant homosexual to town instead of wind instruments.

Some bookstores want you to believe they're a community center, like they need to host a cookie-making class in order to sell you some Proust.

The handwriting was a girl's. I mean, you can tell. That enchanted cursive.

Also feel free to give every ex a number somewhere on his costume, like this is the deli counter from dating hell. Whatever works.

Rhiannon finds me like that, in the selfless reading space that the mind loans out.

It's a dull, quiet building in a dull, quiet town—its architecture as beautiful as the word municipal.

She was so oblivious that she stayed up nights worrying that I was going to get myself pregnant. There was no way to tell her the only way that was going to happen was if God himself knocked me up.

I want to give her a good day. Just one good day. I have wandered for so long without any sense of purpose, and now this ephemeral purpose is given to me. I only have one day to give - so why can't it be a good one? (11)

a God without wrath who took man without sin into a kingdom without righteousness through the ministrations of a Christ without a cross.

The Daily Bible by F. LaGard Smith, which presents the books of the Bible in their chronological—as opposed to canonical—order

did anyone ever use a semi-colon in a suicide note?).

Closure. I keep hearing that word. ... As soon as a show has a sense of closure, it gives you an excuse to forget you've seen the damn thing.

These naive arguments fly in the face of the scientific evidence.