Todd came toward me with the squad trailing behind him like a street gang of angry thugs with breasts.

Amanda doesn't hate you. She's jealous of you."
"What? Todd listen. Drugs are bad, buddy. You shouldn't do them first thing in the morning. Wait until after lunch at least.

So he likes being mean to you. And you like that he likes bean mean to you.
And I like being mean to him too.

He isn't so bad."
"You're not fake-married to him.

Your neck smells like cheese,' I said.
'Oh,' He said, 'that's my cheese cologne. I have a whole selection. Chedder, American, Swiss.

Rhythm? Not only do I have to defy gravity. I have to have rhythm while I do it?