Ranger Plays By His Own Set Of

Lots Of Times I'm Not Crazy About The Writing, But I Keep Moving Ahead And Somehow It Gets Better. The Important Thing Is To Move Forward.

I Wasn’t A Fabulous Cook. I Didn’t Have A Boyfriend, Much Less A Husband. And I Wasn’t A Big Financial Success. I Could Live With All Those Failings As Long As I Knew That Once In A While I Looked Really Hot.

Now That We Know You're Not A Hundred Percent Vampire You Should Stop Trying To Suck Necks," I Said To Ziggy. "i'll Try," Ziggy Said, "but It's A Hard Habit To Break.

Some Men Go A Lifetime And Never Have Their Kid Blow Up A Car, But I Have A Daughter Who's Knocked Off Three Cars And Burned Down A Funeral Home. Maybe That's Some Kind Of Record.

Sorry About Bender," Lula Said, Letting The Trans Am Idle At The Curb. "maybe We Could Tell Vinnie He Died. We Could Say We Were All Set To Bring Bender In, And He Died. Bang. Dead As A Doorknob." "better Yet, Why Don't We Just Go Back And Kill Him," I Said. I Opened The Door To Leave, Caught My Toe In The Floor Mat, And Fell Out Of The Car, Face First. I Rolled Onto My Back And Stared Up At The Stars. "i'm Fine," I Said To Lula. "maybe I'll Sleep Here Tonight.