The Man Was Useless As Tits On

Ive Gotten To Know A Number Of Readers From Being Online, And Really Treasure The Time Ive Spent With Them.

Oh, God. God, Isn't That Perfect? He's Dad. He's Dad With A Layer Of Nerd. Solid, Steady, Chipping Away So Patiently, You Don't Even Know You've Had Your Shields Hacked Down Until You're Defenseless. It's The Type." "you're Not In Love With A Type, You're In Love With A Man," Penny Corrected. "or You're Not.

Eve: "what Do You Want?" Nadine: "a Man Of Amazing Sexual Prowess, Great Sensitivity, Stupendous Abs, And The Face Of An Angel. Toss In A Wicked Sense Of Humor And Stupendous Wealth, Who Adores The Very Ground I Walk On. Oh Wait, You Already Have Him.

God Is Dead And I Am His Replacement.

Happy Fuller: Somehow You Always Love In A Special Way The One Who Gives You The Most Grief.