You don't get to be the president of anything if you have bad manners.
Consider this a one-thousand horsepower divorce, sweetheart
How come they get to be gray-haired and still in love with each other, while Lilly tears out what's left of my heart and dumps it into her Jill-The-Ripper shredder?
When you f*** a Vampire, you get a free hat.
Since I can't turn into a bat and fly, I'll still need my bus pass
I hate it when I go into a Snack Shack and they're out of Blue Ice. The other slushie flavors taste like cheap candy.
My turner Mah'Lor is with me forever as well. At least his head is.
I floor the gas pedal. The Sonoramic Commando V-8 growls like an angry tiger and leapfrogs us ahead of the traffic.
Centuries of perfectly-pitched heartbreak resound through Les' microphone as Stella and I embrace in a slow dance.
We even commissioned a smaller pair of these statues for the baggage claim area in the regular lobby. Gives all those Normal conspiracy nuts something to talk about besides the Blue Mustang. They think our statues are the work of Masons or reptilian beings. Ha.
You can't do that, it makes too much sense.