“At this point, they were mired so deep in the mud of Shit City, he might as well have his mail forwarded.’ – Sundown”

“Yes, sir?” – Sundown“Is there a problem?” – Officer‘Uh, yeah. You people are bugging the shit out of me when I need to be rocketing home.’ – Sundown”

“By the way, cowboy, you do know that if we were to wreck, I can teleport out of this thing. Right?” – Sasha“Is Scooby still bitching? Remind me to check his vet record when we get back. I think he might have distemper or rabies or something.” – Sundown”

“I’m turning into an old woman. Might as well start knitting and bitching about soap operas, gas prices, and rude drivers.” – Sundown”

“You have no idea. I had them contained here for a while. Unfortunately, they escaped.” – Sin‘That figured, and it was just like he feared. Suck City Limits was looming in the headlights. He should have known better than to take a detour from Normality.’ – Sundown”

“Of course, they haven’t seen your reports yet. (Joe)'They would have if Carlos could have held a gun on the computer to make that piece of shit send an e-mail.’ (Carlos)”

“Yeah his being Sumerian to this group would go over like an Ozzy Osbourne/Marilyn Manson duet at the Southern Baptist Convention’s annual meeting. He might as well be wearing a shit that said “Kibbles and Bits,” with a heavy emphasis on the “bits” part...”