Besides I'm A Sucker For A Pair

What Happens In Vegas May Stay In Vegas, But What Happens In New Orleans, Goes Home With You.

I Locked The Door, For What Good It Would Do Me, And Went To Bed. The Browning Hi-power Was In Its Second Home, A Modified Holster Strapped To The Headboard Of My Bed. The Crucifix Was Cool Metal Around My Neck. I Was As Safe As I Was Going To Be And Almost Too Tired To Care. I Took One More Thing To Bed With Me, A Stuffed Toy Penguin Named Sigmund. I Don't Sleep With Him Often, Just Every Once In A While After Someone Tries To Kill Me. Everyone Has Their Weaknesses. Some People Smoke. I Collect Stuffed Penguins. If You Won't Tell, I Won't.

Out Last Chance Is A Cat's Magic Sight. We Are Doomed.

The Federal Government Has Never Been Known For Its Sense Of Humor.

You Look Wonderful", Jason Said. "no Compliments, Jason. I'm Uncomfortable Enough In The Lingerie." "then By All Means Take It Off.