“Been dead, done that got a fricken t-shirt”

“I know dead. I've been there, done that and got the freakin' T-shirt.”

“Here's a newsflash from the only High Preistess you have left at this dang school: Zoey isn't dead. And believe me, I know dead. I've been there, done that, and got the frickin' T-shirt." - Stevie Rae”

“Stevie Rae looked from vampyre to vampyre. “Y’all need to get your shit together. Here’s a newsflash from the only High Priestess you have left at this dang school: Zoey isn’t dead. And believe me, I know dead. I’ve been there, done that, and got the frickin’ T-shirt.” Stevie Rae turned her back on the room and, with her fledglings, got the heck outta there.”

“man, i would have peeled off my shirt faster than you can say bubba loves trucks.”

“We got boobies!" the kid me said, gawking at my chest. "I'm really glad we got boobies. Finally.”

“Well, he was wearing those really bad pants ant that awful shirt. Clearly he did need some things explained to him bya teenager, but i didn't think it was the right time to mention his unforunate and obvious fashion impairment.”