“Speaking of tiny skivvies I think that's what you both should wear during your inevitable cage fight. We can even call your soon-to-be epic battle the Die-You in the Bayou. Sell tickets.”

“They have not the heart for this battle. So think of your families, think of your homes, and remember it is they you are fighting for.”

“I had been brought up to believe that you never told tales, and that you should fight your own battles”

“Celebration when your plan is working? Anyone can do that. But when you realize that the story of your life could be told a thousand different ways, that you could tell it over and over as a tragedy, but you choose to call it an epic, that's when you start to learn what celebration is. When what you see in front of you is so far outside of what you dreamed, but you have the belief, the boldness, the courage to call it beautiful instead of calling it wrong, that's celebration.”

“It's incredible how much stamina you can find when you're fighting and enemy in battle, even if that enemy is just in your imagination.”

“Maybe we should come back after we call the hazmat team.” “Great idea,” I yelled back. “They can spray you both down for your crotch rot while they’re at it.”