“Tight dump on three" he said... "I have to drop a deuce on the count of three?”

“Anil may have been human, but he thought like Rrilk," Phiirr said. "And I never found out what a Twinkie was.”

“This is not good," I said. "These guys have a superiority complex bigger than Miss Compton's butt.""And she had the biggest butt of them all," Kyle said.”

“Besides, we have the one the God Hand wishes to see." "What about the God foot?" I said. "Or the God pinky finger?”

“Bryan helped me up.  "How can you be so good one minute then clumsy the next?"I shrugged.  "I've never been very athletic.  Not unless you count fencing.""You made fences?”

“Those are Klingon and Federation ships," I said. "You're a nerd, Shelton, but, holy crap, do I love this.”

“My God, you're hurt," Kyle said. "I'd appreciate it if you didn't use his name around me right now. He's kicking my ass." "God?" "No, but his bitch is." "How? It's impossible to hurt ghosts." "Tell that to the smoking crater on my chest.”