Pat Shand

“Well, this has been some shit.”

“Enjoy your cinnafucks!”

“Please don't talk to me like I'm crazy. I've been accused of personality disorders enough this week, thanks. You know I've slept with girls before and didn't get attached.”

“It's a new world, sweetie. We build our own destinies.”

“Wait, seriously, what's a piss pot?”

“It's morning now, and I miss the soft rasp of her voice already. Ugh. I'm in trouble, aren't I?”

“Tell me you'll never lie to me again, and I'll go with you.”

“Hear folks talkin' about how some of us got the weight of the world on our shoulders? Fuck, maybe we do, but I'll hold onto it. At least it's somethin', you know?”

“Why . . . would a penguin be in a piss pot?”