Jennifer Rardin Quotes
Cassandra,” he said, “I hope you know that poaching Muppets is illegal in this country.
When I bite you, it'll be because I want to make your toes curl and your hair stand on end. And you won't need stitches afterward. You'll need crutches.
All you can do is hang in there and hope you don't get motion sickness and puke all over the newspapers.
Cool! Now I can steal some rich old coot's Ferrari and go fishing for marlin with the same piece of jewelry.
The girl in me wanted to slap Lung across his face and yell, "Get your eyes off my sticky buns, ya creep!
Jumping up and down is definitely sexy," Vayl assured me. "Would you like to do it two or three times right now before we get down to business?" Sterling and Cole groaned at the same time "Ewww!
Sometimes things would be so much simpler if you could just pull out your gun and shoot the bad guy. Reason number seventeen why Indiana Jones is my hero.
So of course that was the moment my motherboard decided to do a short internal scan, throw up its hands, and screech, “Dear Lawd, a VAMPIRE has taken mah blood!” and initiate a general shutdown.
I am driving an unfamiliar vehicle down a narrow road I've never seen before. Do you really want to be pissing me off right now?
I described the pyramid we'd found and waited for him to jump on the bandwagon. Unfortunately he's afraid of wagons. And bands.
Do you even know what hammerd means?" I asked. "Something to do with drinking your American beer out of a hole in the side of a can?" Dave reached over and slapped him on the shin. "Close enough.
The padlock clicked open. A voice soundingoddly like South Parks's Cartman echoed through my quivering brain. Goddammit!
Have you dared to eat my son?" I laughed. Actually, it started out as more of a giggle that grew. Because my mind went straight to the gutter.
Apparently you don't have to observe the Rules of Etiquette when reuniting with a muderous spouse.
I’d smack you over the head with it so hard your bell would still be ringing for Church next Saturday night. ~ Jaz
Still enmeshed from the knees down, Vayl flopped off the cabinet before we realized he needed a hand down, falling fast and hard like a penguin who hasn't bought the whole flightless scenario.
Sounds good. Drive safe." He sighed, knowing I really meant, "Take care of my Mercedes.
There you go. Use your granddaughter to pick up women. That'll get you points in heaven.
That's what I'd call him if he was my dog. Jacket-humper. Kinda had a ring to it. Although it seemed a little long for vet visits and intros to lady dogs.
Hey, if you decided to tear up the town, you can always use the leftover bread from my breakfast in place of your cane. I'm pretty sure it's hard enough to bust heads.
