“Holy shit!""Since when is shit holy?”
“Holy shit," I breathed. "Hellhounds.""Harry," Michael said sternly. "You know I hate it when you swear.""You're right. Sorry. Holy shit," I breathed, "heckhounds.”
“Holy shit, she was serious.”
“That is a zombie..... Holy fucking shit. That's a mother fucking zombie and this shit is real.”
“Holy Santa Claus shit, Nic!”
“Holy shit! It wasn't them; it was him!”