Unfortunately everything in the whole universe just oozed out from Doug Dwyer's head. But luckily, all that stuff is now coming over here to get you and also bite you.

The only thing hotter than the future is the present, and the only thing wetter than a present is the itchy glass of molten absolution that just quenched the thrust of Tessa's face.

By the time you are done reading this sentence your right eye will have secretly murdered your left eye, right under your nose.

Dying once every three seconds brings shame on everyone.

If one holds one's mother against the ear and listens closely, one's dead father's voice can be heard softly crying my child has gone bananas.

Violet discovers that that scalding throb that rips thru your body every few seconds has a name: The Rest Of The World.