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1 " We open five minutes ago,” she scolded as he rushed in.“I know, I know.” He pulled his blue vest out from under the counter and put it on, praying that she wouldn’t notice the glitter shower that ensued. “I’m sorry.”“Five minutes ago. And where is my cashier? Watching goats mate on the computer? "
― Gina Damico , Hellhole
2 " Hey, I’ll have you know that with recent 3D imaging, Ichthyosaurus communis is more alive than ever!”“Talk like the Discovery Channel all you want, but a book of fossils and a tub of plaster does not an orgy make. "
3 " I'm not scared of anything. But cats...' He blew out a puff of air and shook his head. "Those soulless eyes. That depraved indifference. Cats are evil, dude. "
4 " Today I’ve prepared for you a selection of plastic-wrapped charcuterie, featuring a rustic gastrique of artisanal pig anuses and a decadent mélange of mechanically separated chicken,” he said in the style of the chefs on all those cooking competition shows his mother complained about wasting her life watching, yet watched anyway. “Bon appétit. "
5 " He reached for the Cheetos bag, then, remembering that it was empty, frowned. "You got anything else? Combos?""No.""Cheez-Its?""No.""Meth?""What?" Max shouted, horrified. "No!""Ugh," the man groaned. "No one EVER has meth. "
6 " College visit for the weekend,” Wall said. “’Bama.” “Oh.” Max tried to nod knowingly. “Sure. Go Gators.” They all looked at him as if he’d kicked the Pope in the junk. “Max,” Audie said, aghast, “it’s Roll Tide. "
