God save me from idealists.

Now I feel like James Bond. Suave and intelligent, breaking all the codes while looking fabulous.

I'm amazing and studly, but I have limits.

I'm so pretty, it's hard for me to think of myself as intelligent.

Never touch my brother on his fucking birthday.

Pansy," Murphy sneered.

Thomas leered at her. "You make my stamen tingle when you talk like that, Sergeant.