“Boy, you are outta line!” Joe yelled. “I’m outta line?! You’re screwing a vampire!” “You hypocritical little bastard!” “Yeah, you’re a hypocripical-hypocri-hyp-hyp-hyp, I HATE THAT WORD!”

“> CracKing: No need to yell. > FtLouie: I’m not yelling!!! > CracKing: You’re using excessive amounts of punctuation, and on-line, that’s like yelling.”

“Look honey, I ain’t buying what you’re selling so get out!”“You prefer to be lying here or in the morgue?! Things got outta hand last night but at least you’re alive! If we wanted you dead, don’t you think I would have drained you by now, or dragged you outta here! We are trying to help you!”“And I’m sure Jaws was just trying to help Quint! Get out!”

“If you’re looking for someone to stand in the unemployment line, I’m the man for the job. And if you’re looking for a man who will make love to you all night long, then I’m the man for the job. I will help you find that man.”

“Erin: We get to beat the shit outta guys in those big puffy suits!!! I’ve always wanted to really kick the crap outta some guy’s nuts. Now I can do it guilt-free! Me: You’re a sick girl. Erin: Guilty as charged. :)”

“You know, you say ‘not exactly’ a lot. You’re not exactly a vampire. You’re not exactly from Scotland, and you’re allergic to daylight. What else? (Sunshine)I hate bran muffins and grass. (Talon)”