“I look at her and ask, flat out, "What's up?" Girl talk, of course, for, Back off my man, biotch.” — Rusty Fischer Copy Share Image
“Some sample lyrics I think I catch: "My engine races up to seventh gear; wrap your legs around my engine, dear . . .… — Rusty Fischer Copy Share Image
“If you had watched any of those three wonderful films, you would have caught Vampire Gym Teacher # 2: Back to Cruel, where the… — Rusty Fischer Copy Share Image
“Just try it,” he murmurs, reaching over to cover my hand gently. And I think, Whoa, that’s never happened before! Then: Is he just… — Rusty Fischer Copy Share Image
“You know, surprisingly, they don't sell a lot of brains in the local 24-hour grocery store around the corner from my house.” — Rusty Fischer Copy Share Image
“Why don't you check out those teenagers in the middle row? They've been going at it like dogs in heat ever since the previews.… — Rusty Fischer Copy Share Image
“What is this?" I ask, trying to sound brave and flip, and I'm sure, merely coming off as too loud and annoying. "Strip grocery… — Rusty Fischer Copy Share Image
“If I've got a Dad, and his name is Wormwood Rot, and he's in some heavy metal rock band called Grave Dirt . .… — Rusty Fischer Copy Share Image
“The website didn't say how much brains--or even how many--I should eat, only that I should eat them in 48 hours OR ELSE. Why… — Rusty Fischer Copy Share Image
“I look at her and ask, flat out, "What's up?" Girl talk, of course, for, Back off my man, biotch.” — Rusty Fischer Copy Share Image
“He's reading a book called Great Warlocks of the 18th Century, and to get this ball rolling before Dean Devlin shows up and rains… — Rusty Fischer Copy Share Image
“So why are you so mad at me for kissing you?” “Because you took too long. If you'd done that, say, three years ago,… — Rusty Fischer Copy Share Image
“Stamp: "Fine Maddy, Whatever. Take your little punk loser to the dance. I don't need you, Maddy. I can ask two dozen, three dozen… — Rusty Fischer Copy Share Image
