I was going to say he's aimless," the witch replied. "I know he's a bit old to be old to living at… — Michael Buckley Copy Share Image
If we have to get married and have a million babies, I hope our relationship will be built on mutual disgust and… — Michael Buckley Copy Share Image
Maybe one of the monsters ate him," Daphne whimpered. "That would be awesome," Puck said. Sabrina flashed him an angry look. "Awesome… — Michael Buckley Copy Share Image
“Hanging upside down above them was a fat, frog-faced creature. Its head and feet were amphibious, with slimy, bumpy skin and a puffed, bulbous… — Michael Buckley Copy Share Image
“But that is love, isn't it? It's terribly inconvenient. It sweeps you up and stales your attention and slows down your work. our labors… — Michael Buckley Copy Share Image
“Oh really? How about Ms. Longdon, who swore her toilet was haunted?” said Sabrina.” — Michael Buckley Copy Share Image
“Once she was out of her clothes and into a warm robe, she headed back downstairs, passing the bathroom door, where she could hear… — Michael Buckley Copy Share Image
I'm soooooo telling." Puck stood behind her. "You two disobeyed your parents! I'm both shocked and really impressed. — Michael Buckley Copy Share Image
“For one, he was worried he’d get killed, which was something he generally tried to avoid.” — Michael Buckley Copy Share Image
And who are you supposed to be? the King of snot-nosed delinquents? — Michael Buckley Copy Share Image
But, Dad! We can't leave. Uncle Jake is hurt!" Daphne said. "Besides, that's Pinocchio. I want to get an autograph. — Michael Buckley Copy Share Image
