“You freaking, flippin’, moronic frat boy!”

“Look and you wlll see, that which was can never be. When they seek a boy your age, Run, you flippin moron, run!”

“Run, you flippin' moron, run!”

“This is where Wulf’s people would get drunk and party for a week. All hail the Vikings, forerunners to the frat boys! (Chris)”

“How was I to know your pet was a god-killer? What kind of idiot ties herself down to one of his kind? (Dionysus)Well, gee, what was I supposed to do? Hook up with Mr. All-powerful God-killer or get myself a Mardi Gras float and hang out with him? (She pointed to Camulus, who looked extremely offended by her comment.) You’re such a moron. No wonder you’re the patron god of drunken frat boys. (Artemis)”

“Abby, listen to me. I can hear thoughts–” – Sundown“Little late now, bucko. I noticed. Thanks for volunteering that. Let me give you a Hero Award for your first confession. Big flippin’ hairy doo dah…Woo. Hoo.” – Abigail”

“There's nothing more dangerous in this existence than a moron on a mission.”