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Death, Jewelry, Or Magic; It Sounded Like Valentine's Day.

Who Hit You?" "why, So You Can Go Beat Him Up?" "one Of The Fringe Benefits Of Being My Human Servant Is My Protection." "i Don't Need Your Protection, Jean-claude." "he Hurt You." "and I Shoved A Gun Into His Groin And Made Him Tell Me Everything He Knew," I Said.

What's Your Name?" Donald." Hi, Donald, Missed You At The Wienie Roast.

Surely Being In Love Doesn't Cause You To Lose Your Sense Of Good Taste. If I Ever Buy A Gown With Sequins On It, Someone Just Shoot Me.

I’d Have Much Rather Gotten Dragged Into Someone Else’s Fight Than Face What Was Waiting For Me. Other People’s Emotional Pain, No Matter How Painful, Is So Much Less Painful Than Your Own.