Sam

“Grab the lube, 'cause you are so going for the Fucking God button.”
― K.D. Sarge, Louder Than Sirens, Louder Than Bells

“He's wearing flannel!" Alan yelped. "He's shoving his straight in my face!”
― K.D. Sarge, Louder Than Sirens, Louder Than Bells

“I'll take these," Danny said, reaching for the bouquet. Just as Kevin was holding them out – and still trying to keep the chocolates from slipping out from under his arm – a flash went off.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Danny's mother apologized, "I just HAD to! It's so CUTE! I'll be going now. I'm going to… clean up the kitchen. I'm sorry! You boys carry on!" she retreated backwards down the hallway, camera still in hand. They could still hear her as she turned the corner, "So CUTE! Oh my GAWD!"

Danny said sheepishly, "Sorry about that."

"Dude... Your mother is..."

"You have no idea. Uhm, I'll take care of these. Maybe you'd better head on up to my room. Like, before she comes back…”
― Failte, The Girl For Me

“Let him come to Charcy, with his hithertos and his wherefores, and there he will find me, and with all the might of my kingdom I will scourge him from the field.

"And if you want a personal message," said Laurent, "You can tell my uncle boykiller that he can cut the head off every child from here to the capital. It won't make him into a king, it will simply mean he has no one left to fuck.”
― S.U. Pacat, Captive Prince: Volume Two