1) So how old were you when he attacked you? 2)…(Gasps) Seventeen…
1)’He turned just in time to see her enter the room. With her long, slender legs that climed hight up her skirt, leading to 2 tumoltious, round, melon breasts– 2)’Round, melon’ What? Now why you want to label it like food? And what kind of melons are we talking about-cantelope, watermelon, what? 1)Baby, its fiction. People like to read descriptive adjectives–it sets the scene. 2)Its stupid is what it is. 1)Its sensual and romantic. 2)Honey, its unrealistic. This whole writing career is unrealistic. We’re married now baby, we got to get serious. 1)This IS serious. 2)Honey, I’ve been patient. But this writing thing just ain’t taking off. And I want a baby before I get so old I can’t get my butt back. 1)You gotta give me a chance, honey. I got to express myself creatively. We’re paying the bills aren’t we?–FUCK ME, SHIT! 2)What?! 1)Not you honey, hold on for a sec. You scared the shit out of me!
1)And how are you, Mr. Brennen. Looking cute as ever. 2)Thank you, Sarah. Waht are you two up to tonight? 1)Well, we thought we’d hit the town, pick up some guys, you know, drop some rufees in their drinks–have a whole date-rape evening. 2)Ah, sounds good. 3)Care to join us? 2)I can’t, I’m having my nipples pierced.
1)Hasn’t anyone told ya? Second-hand smoke kills. 2)Yeah, but they’re all dead.
1)Hey. Hey Ms. Wittington! What’s going on? 2)My house was broken into. 1)No shit?! 2)No shit.
1)I’ve always found obesity to be very sexy. 2)You are so Renaissance.
1)It just occurred to me that I’ve never celebrated Halloween before. 2)Why’s that? 1)We’ve got a psychotic, serial killer in the family, who loves to butcher people on Halloween. I just thought it in bad taste to celebrate.
1)It’s Halloween, I guess everyone’s entitled to one good scare. 2)I’ve had my share.
1)Look, I know today is The Day, but I think– 2)Oh really, what day is that, John? 1)Halloween.
1)My brother killed my sister. When she was 17. 2)Well, that’s sucky. How’d he do that? 1)With a really big, sharp, kitchen knife. 2)That’s terrible. Take off your blouse.
1)So what’s the plan? 2)Romantic dinner, candleight, soft music- 3)animal sex.
1)So, what about you? Are you tired of my bullshit? 2)I’m a counselor–I’m attracted to it.
1)That’s the boy’s room. 2)Well, the boys are just gonna have to deal with it.
1)This is nuts. 2)I hope so–JESUS! 3)CHRIST!
1)What the fuck do you think you’re doing? 2)Mom, I’m real uncomfortable with you saying that word.
1)You’re not going. 2)Yes, I am. 1)No, you’re not. 2)Yes, I am. And with your full blessing. Do you want to know why? 1)Why? 2)Because today is the day. I can feel it, today is the day that you realise that I’m 17 years old, and your over-protection and paranoia are inhibiting my growth process.
If I can be maternal for one moment, dear.
All right, you tell ’em to look for a guy with a cane and Alzheimer’s.
Caffeine is not a food group.
Hasn’t anyone ever told you that second-hand smoke kills? Yeah, but they’re all dead.
I met him 15 years ago. I was told there was nothing left. No reason, no conscience, no understanding. Even the most rudimentory sense of life and death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this 6 year old child with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and the blackest eyes–the devil’s eyes. I spent 8 years trying to reach him, and then another 7 trying to keep him locked up ’cause I realised what was living behind that boy’s eyes was purely and simply evil.
If someone sees us grab me and pretend that were making out the punishment will be less severe
If you want to stay handcuffed to your dead brother, that’s fine. But you’re not dragging me along, not anymore.
Just call me…and call, and call, and if you feel like you’ve called too many times, call once more.
Look, John I know you get your smart mouth from my side of the family so I’ll give you a break. But point check: You’re going too far.
MICHAEL!!!!…….MICHAEL!!!!!
mom: What the fuck do you think your doing?
son: mom!
Oh, surprise, surprise, the drains in the girls shower room are clogged again.
The guy would be younger than I am, okay? I was 15 when he killed his sister back in ’63.
This summer, terror won’t be taking a vacation.
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