“You'd be wise not to judge me based on one flaming wiener.”
“Oh, wise young judge.”
“In this moment, it is not wise to judge with your eyes.”
“...don’t judge your future based on others’ mistakes.”
“That was my first impression of you, Aubrey. A wick drowning in melted wax, your flame in danger. Just one more gust of wind and you'd be lost. You'd become that lost girl, sad through and through.”
“Poe, you wiener, get your ass over here!""Shut Up! I ain't a wiener!"Broken, adolescent male laughter echoed through the night air, and if I hadn't been so damned mad, I'd have laughed too. Something about hearing a group of idiotic pubescent fifteen-year-old boys say wiener just cracked me up.”