I Don't Give A Crap If You're

Oh, I'm Good. Seriously, After All These Years, You'd Think I Would Stop Amazing Myself. But Here I Am, Still Doing It.

Bluh-huh-huh" Minho Groaned, A Shudder Of Repulsion, Like He'd Just Stepped In A Pile Of Klunk.

Can You Do That?” Thomas Asked. “huh?” “kill Someone Three Times.” “i’d Figure Out A Way.

We Were Lining Up And Counting Off Nice And Easy Till You Came Stumbling Through Like A Doped-up Bull,' Minho Responded.

Next Time I'll Pat You On The Freaking Back For Stating The Obvious.