“Griffin: “Dude! You get to film-fuck Sienna Sexton! High five!”

“Griffin? You ever heard of knocking?”Griffin sniffed and tucked his chin-length hair behind his ears. “We’re family, dude, I don’t need to knock.”I sighed, not sure if Kellan could argue that point or not—not since Griffin had impregnated my sister. He really was family now. Lord help me.”

“Griffin immediately beaned him in the back of the head with a Hackey Sack. “Dude, grow some balls. You’re an embarrassment to penises everywhere.”

“Griffin: “Did you just fuck him into submission?” He held his knuckles up to me. “Nice.”

“« What about tonight’s show?”Griffin immediately remembered where he was. “Fuck!” His eyes bored into mine. “You know our songs. You play for me.”“I can barely strum a guitar!”Griffin patted me on the back as he walked past me. “You’ll do fine. Good luck!”I watched him walk away, wondering if I’d really just become the replacement bassist for the D-Bags »”

“Griffin can't be a dad, Kiera. He just can't. He blows pot into puppies faces, Kiera! Can you picture him around a child?”

“Everybody! This is my cousin right here, and he just dethroned God's gift to Women - Griffin”